No, really.  I can’t resist buying up little benches.  I just love transforming them and always enjoy picturing them in their new home.  Unfortunately, that home always seems to be my home.  Let’s look at the evidence, shall we?

Exhibit A:

I found this one at a church garage sale and bought it with every intention of selling it.  It now lives in my daughter’s room.

Exhibit B:

My vintage Singer sewing benches.  Notice I said, “MY.”

I actually bought the bench with the straight legs when I attended Round Top Antique Week last Fall.  I was certain I would sell it…until 3 days after I brought it home when an extremely generous neighbor of mine left another vintage sewing bench on my front porch.  Here is a quick peek at its transformation:

Now that I had a pair of these little benches, how was I supposed to give them up, or worse, separate them?  So, now they live on either side of the media cabinet in my family room.

Exhibit C:

This vintage bench also tugs at my heart strings.

I really do plan to sell this one.  As a matter of fact, I just listed it.  But, it sure does look nice in my entry.  Hmmm.

See?  Bench hoarder.  Who knew?