It's hard to let go, even when you've only known a cute new piece of junk for an hour.
Today was free trash Thursday, and I went looking...just because, you know...stuff might be out there.
I happened upon a pile of chippy green wood, and this little matching table was sitting upside down on top. It was filthy, but I liked the scalloped edge that went all the way around. It was going to make a sweet little back patio table.
I hauled it into the backseat where I promptly got mud and all manner of filth all over the passenger headrest and the seat. Who cares, I thought. This little sweet thang is worth it.
I arrived home and hauled it out. Someone had covered it's chippy top with contact paper. You do have to question people's choices sometimes, don't you think? No problem, I thought. I'll make quick work of that mess. So I drug it to the back patio and got busy peeling. The paper was coming off easy. I was getting excited about my happy little find.
...until I peeled back the paper and discovered it had termites.
I quickly hauled it to the curb at my house, and I'm just hoping to goodness that the trash truck did not already come down my street while I was out junkin'. I'm anxiously awaiting the sound of that noisy monster that prowls the streets each Thursday morning before any termites escape. I can hear it nearby but I feel like it has passed us by. Please come back!
So there you have it. The perils of junkin. Easy come, easy go, right? But then again...not so much.
I had already fallen in love with this precious little thing.
So long sweet little chippy green table with the cute scalloped edge.
It was nice knowing you...
...for about an hour.
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