My Halfway House for Junk

At our house, the day after your birthday is kinda still like your birthday. After all, a day is so short and in the case of my birthday this year, I had to work. Then on top of it, I was plagued by allergies which were so bad I could barely function all day. I needed a birthday redo. In light of this, I'm considering today my official birthday.

This post has been updated to reflect the correct name of the green suitcases. They are Maximillion, not Samsonite, just in case you wanted to know. :)

Therefore, on this "day-after-my-birthday-birthday" being as it is trash day, I decided to make my first official junk run of the year, just in case something might be out there for the taking. Unfortunately, it had rained a bit in the night and was still sort of drizzly when I awoke. This dampened my desire to go junking because I don't necessarily want to bring home soggy things. However, it had stopped by the time I was ready to go out, and one never knows what one might happen upon. After all, many things can withstand the rain, be dried off or dried out, and many things make for good pickins even if they get wet.

Jackpot

I spotted a few piles of interest, but after picking through and rejecting their contents, I came upon my jackpot of the day all in one pile, stacked up nicely just for me, as if to say, "Happy day after your birthday, Liz! Come and get it!" Not one to be rude and decline such an offering, I accepted, shoved it all in the back seat of my car (cobwebs, big spider, raindrops and all) and headed on down the road.

A midcentury end table in quite sweet shape except for the slightly imperfect finish on top.

Stylish! These look like stockings for table legs.

There were two vintage green Maximillion (New York, N.Y.) suitcases, one was hiding inside the other. The large one is in decent shape inside.

The other smaller one (inside view not shown) has a stain.

I couldn't get the blue hardshell suitcase (pictured above - American Tourister) open yet. It has some tape on one side where the finish appears to have been peeling. This is actually good because now I will have no qualms about doing something funky with it. I have a harder time altering things when they are in better shape.

There was also this great wood frame which is fairly large.

So the moral of this day after my birthday tale is, get out and go looking. You never know what you will stumble up and who will be discarding what. Could be nothing, could be a pile of vintage treasure. It's a like a birthday surprise party almost every time. Yes, there will be piles of cardboard and broken plastic toys and rotted wood, sundry colored toilets and old mattresses, but just around the next corner, there may be a pile of goodies with your name on them begging to be taken home.

Now I just have to figure out what I'm gonna do with all these "day after my birthday gifts". I have plenty of junk here in need of work already, but as always, I hate to see such plunder get "The Claw".

Better that it come home to my halfway house for junk, I guess, than be tossed in the trash truck and lost forever. At least there's an inkling of hope here. Sometimes not much more...but I'm working on that.

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Open House Party @ No Minimalist Here
Treasure Hunt Thursday @ FMFPTY
Savvy Southern Style

Knick of Time Tuesday @ Knick of Time

Mop it Up Monday @ ISBMTF
Junkin' Joe @ The Cottage Market

Thrifty Things Friday @ The Thrifty Groove
Feathered Nest Friday @ French Country Cottage
Home Sweet Home @ The Charm of Home
Be Inspired @ Common Ground