A few weeks before Christmas, my Rock n' Roll Buddy and I were coming back from errands, a half a block from home, when I spied with my little eye, a girl bringing a wooden chair out to the curb. Already on the curb I spotted an up-cycled looking bookcase sort of thing.
Now, I only saw all of this out of the corner of my eye for half a second, but I was quite sure that if she was discarding this bookcase thing, I needed it.(I have a highly trained Junker's eye.)
We pulled in the driveway at my cottage and I jumped from Ralph's car to mine and headed right back around the block to find the girl just getting ready to head inside. Sure enough, she put these items on the curb for whoever wanted them. The chair wasn't my style, so I just loaded the wobbly little bookcase, thanked her, and headed back home.
I unloaded my new treasure and put it in the corner of the garage with all of my other needs-a-little-tlc items, and there it sat. Christmas came and went, and then New Years. This past Wednesday night I decided to dust it off and bring it inside to see what I could do to make it stable and sturdy.
With an added small board for support, and my trusty nail gun, I had the sweet little shelf ready to go into my booth. (I love the yardstick detail!)
Are you compelled to stop and investigate potential treasures sitting on a curb, or peeking out of someone's garbage day pick up pile? Do you salivate at the sign of a yard sale? For me, it's the thrill of the hunt, and finding a diamond in the rough for free is about as good as it gets.
Be still my ever lovin' Junker's heart.