As many of you know, I've been swamped lately with real-life responsibilities, which has severely curtailed my much-needed junking. Without regular infusions, I feel I'm only half-living, sometimes to the point of paralysis.
When a promising estate sale cropped up on my sister's radar this week, she sent me the link and goaded me into going. "Bring your flashlight," the ad beckoned. "Get ready to dig," it commanded. That ad certainly knows which buttons to push to get my attention!
Unfortunately, it was only from 10-2 on Friday and I had 2 meetings, so knew I'd have to wait until early Saturday. Upon arrival, flashlight in hand, I was disappointed to see that the house had pretty much been picked clean. GRRR. I returned to my car, where I sat stunned, tightly gripping the wheel and at a loss.
That's it. I'm heading to Pennsylvania. My PA hidey-hole is no secret (and not even a hidey-hole), but reliable. But a short 2-hour drive was sure to slake the junking jones, right?
You be the judge: That skinny shelving was labeled "apothecary shelving" (and who among us won't buy anything that has "apothecary" on the tag?) and is perfect as a display piece—until I'm ready to sell. The black table matches another I recently bought and was a science lab table. And check out that industrial stool. It's respectable enough to be elevated to side-table status.
But, my favorite, in a very close competition, has to be this pair of chippy door lintels. They're heavy and thick and perfectly chippy. Certainly helps that they look like eyebrows. I also scored loads of smalls so I'm a happy junker today!