Sandpaper and wax

My kitchen has a long narrow door set into one of its walls. A retractable ironing board. I don't iron and the door was painted shut. And I knew what was inside. A retractable ironing board. My curiosity never engaged-- or at least not for most of a year.

Finally with a little prodding and a knife I opened the door. Found the expected. A retractable ironing board. The padding was ripped. Foam, yellowed and hard, beneath. The door closed and it remained. A retractable ironing board. A _broken_ retractable ironing board.

But today, it is badly needed counter space. Some sandpaper, butcher's wax, and new wooden stools. Its a wonderfully long and thin place to drink coffee in the morning. A retractable breakfast board. A nice addition to my home.