I needed some today in a BAD way. So I looked in the closet and saw the remainder of the bolt of upholstery fabric I had picked up at a yard sale a couple of years ago for $5. It was purple. Then I walked from my closet into my purple bedroom, looked over by the window, and saw this:
My cedar chest. Not in horrible shape, but the fabric just didn't match my purple room. 20 minutes, a screwdriver, some elbow grease, and a staple gun later and I had this:
Now I can cross one of those niggling little projects off my never-ending list!