In my circle of family, friends and acquaintances, there is always someone who is looking for company when they want to go to garage/church sales or to the thrift store. And who do they call? Me. But the person that I tend to do the most damage with is my neighbor Bobbie. What makes her different from everyone else? She has a van.
When I shop with others, I have to watch how much I purchase and consider how to transport larger items. But there are no rules and no object too big that Bobbie and I won’t try to take home.
And when I’m with Bobbie, she encourages me to take things if I begin to waver on the practicality of the item. So if I looking at something large, like a desk, that I obviously do not need but think is perfect for me, Bobbie “helps” me out.
Bobbie: ”Are you going to get it?’
Bobbie: ”You like it, right?”
Me: ”Yeah…but I don’t know…”
Bobbie: ”How much is it?”
Bobbie: ”Wow, that’s a great price.”
Bobbie: ”What’s stopping you?”
Me: ”I don’t know where I’d put it. And Mike won’t like it.”
Bobbie: ”Well, I don’t want to cause martial strife but do you ever think you’ll find it again at that price?”
Bobbie: ”It will fit in the van…”
Sold! I don’t know why I pretend that I’m not going to take it home.
And when return home with Bobbie, Mike always walks out to see what mischief the two of us have gotten ourselves into. And because I ignore him, he scolds Bobbie.
Mike: ”BOBBIE! What have you done? No, no, no.”
Bobbie: ”But I didn’t force her to do anything.”
Mike: ”Yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s no excuse.”
Luckily, Bobbie and I have different schedules and so it is rare that we have time to shop together. But when we do, we do things big.
Last summer, I was outside gardening when Bobbie pulled up in her van.
Bobbie: ”Karen! I just saw one of those sewing things you like at a sale down the street.”
Me: ”A dress form? A sale on our street?”
Bobbie: ”I didn’t know you were home. I saw it about 45 minutes ago and it’s only $3.”
Me: ”Let me get money and my shoes.”
Never mind that I already have 3 dress forms that I know of but in my world, it’s not enough. Bobbie and I rushed down the street but when we arrived it was gone. There were plenty of other things to see and it was long before we filled her van.
The best piece was an old cabinet that looked hand made.
I picked up an old footlocker and suitcase.
And two wooden tables.
All projects, items that I hoped to refinish or repurpose. Where are they now? Over a year later, they are still on my front porch waiting for me to find the time to work on them.
Even so, that does not stop me from shopping with Bobbie. She stopped by a few weeks ago to ask me if a wanted to go to a sale in the neighborhood. Less than an hour later, I can home with a small box of sale items.
A brand new razor for Mike and as a special bonus, the fart machine for free.
Too bad it does’t work. It appealed to my inner child.
At least we didn’t need Bobbie’s van this time.
And the projects that I left outside all year? I’m working on them now and hope to finish before the first snowfall.