I stopped at the thrift store. Lately I’ve not had awesome thrift store luck. The prices seem to have increased and it’s been picked over. I’ve had much better luck at auctions. I was hopeful when I went in though….Look what greeted me.
BE STILL MY HEART. If you’ve read the blog long, you know I am a WOOD girl. I love all things wood. I adore all things wood. I want all things wood. I checked the price tag. $250. No steal but this I would keep. I stood right next to it and thought and thought and thought. Where could I put it? $250 was a fine price if I had a place for it. I opened the doors. All work. I opened the drawers…All seemed good. Oh my. THINK JO KRAMER!! WHERE CAN YOU PUT THIS.
I decided in the kitchen. The piece we redid, we would sell. This would go there. Would it be too much?? I didn’t care. I wanted it. It’s so stinking cute. The mirror portiong was a working flour bin. AH….would it fit there in the kitchen. I didn’t care. I was getting it and would worry about it later.
I walked towards the register to get a sold sign and saw this…
Aw. SADNESS. It’s veneer and the veneer is really damaged. AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUMMER, bummer, bummer. On my own, I might have bought it anyway, but Hubby would have had a fit. Veneer lifting is his arch nemisses.
I was on a downer mood then. Ah, I loved that cabinet. I had loved it a lot.
So with heavy feet I continued roaming the store. Then I found this table. YAHOO!! $8. I’ve been looking and looking for something like this. I want to have Hubby cut the legs down to kid sized and have a bigger table for the childcare kids.
I didn’t love the white legs…I’ll paint them. I’d have prefered a darker top but this would be fine. Someday I could refinish that and make it darker for now, this will do. $8 is a wonderful price. I had priced them in the childcare supply stores. UGH…they are $200. $8 I can handle….$200, um no. (unless of course it would have been that cabinet.)
So I went and got a sold sign and put it on the table….then back to roaming.
I had looped around the store. Nothing else. No fabric either. That’s VERY unusual. Then I decided to check the kids clothing. When Kalissa work late and Craig has a meeting I often end up giving Carver a bath. I could use a couple pair of jammers. Carver recently moved up a size and Kalissa didn’t have a lot of spares so I’d check. I found a pair. Yahoo…then as I started to walk to the counter, a stocker gal came out with a laundry basket of fabric. YES!!!
Here’s what I picked out. Continue reading