Here's the bench as purchased. Note the light, waxy, putrid pine finish that even through the assuaging filter of a photograph makes me throw up in my mouth and rethink my taco plans this evening. It was scratched, it looked pitiful, but this trained restoration eye could see it had potential.
The first attempt:
A total failure. I would have probably abandoned this project immediately, chopped it into spare parts, but hell, that simply is not in my nature. I plugged in the orbital sander, slapped some 60-grit paper on, and got back to work, MacGyver-style (interesting side note: I knew a girl in elementary school named MacGyver on account of her dear mother's love of the show).
The finished product.
Like I said, I sold it yesterday for 30 tacos...or for the more financial-minded, $30.
A Holland Woodshop Restoration