The summer I spent in San Diego was a tough one, because my clothes were in neat piles on the floor for most of it! Then, miraculously, someone left a perfectly sound dresser in the garage near the dumpster. (We also acquired a floor lamp, bedside lamp, and desk chair!) There was nothing wrong with it, except that it looked like someone had tried to refinish it, but failed. Ron and I took it upstairs, and decided to refinish it ourselves. One trip to Home Depot and we got sand paper and the perfect color of stain. After it was all finished, we made another trip to pick out some matching knobs. The result was a beautiful, glossy dresser to save my clothes from the dangerous floor!