Here's the little hall table I found at St. Vincent de Paul thrift store...
So I went back to the store with hope in my heart. Would it still be there, waiting?
But when I roamed around the furniture section of the store, I thought my fears were justified. My little table was nowhere to be seen. And then...
Over by the clothing, as a part of an elaborate Christmas display, there it was. And it still had a price tag!
I told the nice lady at the cash register I was interested in buying it, and that's when she said the words that thrill the bargain-hunter's heart:
"You know, this table's been here for a week now. Let's see if we can get you some money off of it."
A week didn't seem like a long time to me. But in thrifting terms it must translate into Dog Years. Anyway, the table came home with me. And after some hefting efforts that left bruises on my bruises, it, my desk chair and my computer desk all moved to the unfinished third floor of my house.
I'm going to work in the one room, while I finish the first one. Eventually, I'll have book storage...
The stained and yellowed wallpaper will go and be replaced by something subtle and off-white, to help brighten the rooms. The nifty old light switches, however, will stay...
You can see what I'm up against here, though. A patterned layer of wallpaper shines through from under the yellowed, more plain paper...
Yep-- ya gotta start somewhere. And so, post-Christmas, the new project begins! I'll keep you folks up-to-date on any improvements.
- If you missed Sunday's post on the last of the Christmas decorating, click here.
Otherwise, I'll see you perhaps this coming Sunday for some new fun.
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