If you read this blog much or know me at all, you know I'm a garage sale-ing, junk loving kinda girl.
I have many friends who are as well, but their husbands?
Not-so-much.
I have one friend who will call me when she's found something cool because she knows her hubby won't be happy if she hauls it home.... In fact, a few weekends ago she told me about a cool old door she spotted in someone's trash pile and it's now in my barn waiting for it's day of restitution.
All that to say....
My husband saw this on the side of the road yesterday.
He spotted it in someone's trash pile, turned his truck around and now it's in my house - added to our mis-matched collection of wooden dining room chairs. It's sturdy and beautiful. And would probably have a hefty price tag on it at an antique shop...
I'm a lucky girl.
And if you've never fished someone's junk out of their trash and this post is troubling to you, don't knock it until you've tried it.
I remember taking a group of girls to Norman for some garage sale-ing a few years ago.... Little did we know it was also Norman's annual "trash off" day. The first time I pulled the truck over to get some gardening pots and a trellis out of a trash pile, the girls in the truck scoffed.
The next time, they got out.
And pretty soon they were spotting their own treasures and we were pulling over so they could claim headboards, cute little wooden tables, and other things that may or may not still be in their possession. But hey! That's the beauty of FREE!
3 comments:
I still have one of the wooden tables haha!
I <3 you two.
{And, even though it would totally ruin the possibility of it having a hefty price tag in an antique shop... I would TOTALLY paint that chair an aqua blue or fire engine red.}
Awesome! Good job Buss!
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