May 14 2011
Score!
No, not that kind (though how ’bout those Sharks?) – the yard sale kind.
I headed off down the Ridge on this grey morning to check out a local yard sale. I have been filled with envy ever since one of the guys at the jobette told me that he got a table, umbrella, and four chairs for $25 at a yard sale a couple of weeks ago. He was walking his dog and just happened on the sale, and they let him buy it, even though they weren’t officially open yet. That kind of thing never happens to me, but I haven’t given up hope that one day I’ll find something equally great.
I saw on the listserv (which is full of useful information, such as bear sightings, as well as intra-village bickering under the guise of “discussions”) that there was an “estate sale” just a few miles down the road. With visions of patio sets dancing in my head, I set off.
It was a long-ish walk after parking the car, and there were a surprising number of houses down this road. I finally arrived at the gate, which was a little passive-aggressive, I thought:
You have the festive balloons, but there are the scary “Beware of Dog” signs, and the gate was barely cracked open. I wasn’t sure if I was in the right place until I ventured through it, bewaring of dog as I went. The admonishments continued once I was inside the house:
Everyone seemed to be obeying this one, including Self.
I didn’t find a patio set, but I did find a lovely red handbag to add to the Suzy collection for a mere $2:
Also a delightful wall lamp:
which two people tried to buy after I had already paid for it. Score! Of course, it has to be wired into the wall, but I have Rob the secret weapon on my side. I’m sure he’ll be delighted to hear that I have a new project for him.
Or maybe not.
On the trek back to the car, I noticed a fire hydrant in the middle of the woods:
That’s a new one on me.
Update:
Rob already put the lamp up for me. And it looks more fabulous than I ever imagined:
