Stuff Around the House

Ah, so it is finally Tuesday again. I took pics in preparation for today's post, but since I told yall yesterday that I was headed to go get that dresser I had been pining for, I thought I would do that instead.

A little story...

About a month ago (Dec 27th) on my way back from grocery shopping, I stopped at this little tiny town's Flea Market. (The building was an 18 wheeler garage, they gutted it last summer and converted it to our own little multiple family continuous yard sale. Ever since it opened, I have been a frequent customer.) I went halfway down looking over things carefully (don't want to miss anything), when my eyes fell on a dresser and the rest of the place just melted out of view.

I looked it over, it had some slight flaws, but all in all a very nice piece. I guess you could say it was Love at first sight, you know that feeling in your gut that says "I am perfect for you and you are perfect for me."

It was as if this dresser was talking to me...
Please take me home, wash me, polish me and use me! I need a warm home, this cold dark place is ruining my wood! Do you know how awful it is to have rats think you are perfect to nest in. They chewed a hole in my un-see-ables!

I asked the man "How much?" He say 60, but I'll take 50. My heart sank. I was currently the owner of only 32. I looked at it once more and left. Determined (in my mind) to save up the money and hope it would still be there.

I went back once a week, to make sure it was still there. Thankfully it was, each time.

Finally, (through a bit of financial luck) I was headed to get my diamond in the ruff. I walk in and instantly sent my glance to where it had been all this time. I started to panic! The whole area was empty. I rush down to the area, my heart sinking at each step. I was audibly muttering "Oh, No!" I felt like I was an the verge of a full blown tantrum. I swung around to look back towards the entrance to send the cruel lady who sold it a growling look.

Suddenly,
Out of the corner of my eye (as if beaming it's dull smile at me) there it was on the opposite wall.

I breathed.

Then I saw this other woman walking towards it (I not knowing at the time, she was a worker there), I rushed over there and planted my big butt on it, not putting any weight on it, but getting my point across! It's Mine, back off!

I can't remember the last time I was eager to whip out money and give it to someone else! Relief washes over me and at last we are together.

After spending the last two days doing some heavy duty cleaning and fixing some of it's minor flaws (like the hole the rats chewed) and with fresh liners, I proudly present my new dresser.