A Lovely Bunch of Newly Upholstered Furniture

Let me start by saying that I. LOVE. REUPHOLSTERING. Shew, I feel better. It's a new found addiction, but hey, it could be worse. I'm loving my new found ability to channel my nesting and am trying to savor every moment because I know it's fleeting.

I think I'm going to start naming my reupholstery projects.  Let's name the forest green chair... Gretchen. I don't know why. I guess she reminds me of a Gretchen (and, yes, it quite possibly could be that of the influence of RHofOC - I shrug). Introducing....

I'm so pumped, but as I delve into it today I see I have my work cut out for me. However, Gretchen will not defeat me. I got comfy in front of tv with my recorded shows from the previous night, my flathead screwdriver, my needle-nose pliers, and my Fanta. Yes, I said "FANTA".  Sigh... I didn't get very far. 

After over an hour of plucking out staples from the cardboard binding, the lining and the first layer of staples from the green fabric, I only got this far:

and got out ALL THESE STAPLES! yikes!

I intend on tackling it some more this weekend, but I'm thinking I'll be hitting Nash's "big boy" bed first. More to come on that.