Two weekends ago, I bought something up in PA that wouldn't fit in my car because I had too much junk already—something I've been lusting after for a year. I initially saw one up in Madison-Bouckville 2 years ago, but Linda gave me the don't-buy-it look. Then, I saw another one (for $100 more) at the Lucketts Spring Market, and my sister gave me the don't-buy-it look. But I still wanted one. And this one was $100 cheaper.
Because it wouldn't fit in my car, I had to roadtrip 2 hours last Sunday JUST to pick it up. Yep, no stopping to find additional junk, as it would take up my entire "way back" of the station wagon. Just a direct roadtrip for 1 single don't-buy-it piece. Of course, the whole way up I was cursing myself. How do I justify driving 2 hours for 1 item? Why would I buy something that will hog the whole car? How will I ever make money on it if I'm using all that gas (and time), but not buying MORE? Curses.
I'm kicking myself as I'm driving, and then a mere 13 miles from my destination, my cellphone rings. What? A mysterious Maryland phone number? It's Jim (no blog), a fellow junker, who says he's at the place where I bought said item, and he has his truck. Does he want me to put it in his truck and just bring it to Chartreuse?
WHAT?!? He apparently saw my name on the piece so thought he'd save me the trip!!! Hallelujah! I now have an empty car and I'm in uncharted territory—and I just got free delivery! I explored new towns, new junkers' hidey-holes, and SCORED LARGE. Jim is getting a big hug and a steak dinner! Who does that? Is he not the BEST?
His kindness led me to find the following:
What could be better than 2 mint green chippy doors and a barn vent?
Maybe if I added in a sweet folding chair....
What if I told you it was a PARADE CHAIR with its ticket still stuck to it?!?!
What if I told you I found 2 OTHER awesome super-cheap folding chairs—and an Imperial typewriter from England, a cool camera, and 2 awesome clocks....
... at the same place I found 2 Pepsi crates, and absurdly cheap pulleys and shoe forms?
Sunday, at least, I was a very lucky junker. I now don't regret buying that don't-buy-it piece. Assuming it sells soon.
P.S. I haven't even shown you the best purchase of all....