Finally a clear, warm day arrived, and it was time for her to emerge.
It was a bit like birthing a heifer.
Well, I don't really know how to birth a heifer, but I have seen it done on TV.
I carefully jiggled and wiggled her over the tire wells.
I got her out onto the tailgate.
Pet peeve: Why do they not put tailgates on SUV's anymore?
Do they not know how useful they are?
Listen up, Detroit!
Back to the Empress.
I removed her drawers as she sat on the tailgate.
I also was able to free the treasures Leia and I had found on the Chilly Low Country Crawl.
I will show those later.
With her drawers laying (lying?) in the driveway, I painted her bottom turquoise.
I know no one will probably see her bottom again, but it was like giving her lacy underwear.
I did let the paint dry before moving her.
This is wet paint drying.
Keeping in mind I am sixty with a frozen shoulder and only 5'2" stretching, I got that bad girl out by MYSELF!
I used the tailgate as leverage.
(Are you listening, Detroit?)
Here she stands in shabby, very shabby beauty.
All the drawers but one in good shape, a missing mirror in one door, and missing trim.
She did not need a lot of cleaning - my niece was using her.
When Leia was young, her mother wanted an old wardrobe for her baby clothes. She had a friend who did clean-outs in downtown Charleston, SC. He found her this one.
It is the only real story I know personally of someone finding treasure.
When she was cleaning the wardrobe, she found money taped to one of the drawers.
The Empress thought she was as naked as she could be.
Drawers off and doors opened.
BUT . . .
Her back was toast!
Brittle and falling off.
Too many moves.
Too much handling in her life.
So I jerked that back panel off!
And laid the Empress completely and totally bare.
I even ripped away her privacy curtain seen hanging dejectedly in the door missing its mirror.
Washed her down good before the trip across the yard, to the front door, up the steps and into the living room.
The Empress nestled in the corner of the living room.
I will be totally honest here. I managed to get her on the dolly, across the yard, but not in the house.
Chucks helped pick her up and carry her the rest of the way.
Grumbling and mumbling about all the work we had done to CLEAN the living room before Christmas and what happened to my vow to keep it clean and he hoped Leia was renting a man with a truck to take it back when I finished with her and did I think I would be painting her in the house ... well, you get the picture.
He was not happy!
A wonky photo to show that wonderfully wavy mirror in her door.
Oh, yes, I let her put her drawers back on!
I love the hatbox section in wardrobes, don't you?
This one is in good shape - door fits snugly, but someone replaced the mirror with glass.
Now what to do with her?
Spend a lot of time, effort, and money to make her right for our house.
Spend a little time, effort, and money to make her a display for linens at the booths.
I need to make a decision quick.
I am afraid when Leia sees the Empress in her new clothes (you knew I was going there, right?) she will want her back.
Decisions, decisions, decisions.
Meanwhile a cruel thing has occurred here in the South.
We have a REAL winter on our hands for the first time in several years.
And the painting projects are piling up.
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