I have very fond memories of tinkering with my dad in his workshop. He even made me my own workbench and gave me some tools of my own. Believe it or not, I spent a lot of time scrubbing this up before I brought it into my sewing room! But I don’t really mind the rusty bits. My dad could often see value in things that others could not see. He loved his tools and was a master at fixing and making things. I picked up some shelf liner for the drawers at the dollar store.
I found this ad for this very same cabinet online!
I love the numbers on the drawers!
Dad got this from the company where he worked as a machinist. Apparently they were throwing it out, but he knew it had life and purpose left in it. I’m not yet sure what I will use it for, but I’m so thankful to have it.
Have a great day!