last fall i joined the masses on schuykill expressway a.m. speed derby to meet with a stranger in an area of philly that, um...ain't so safe. in my swagga wagon armed with "security"--my mom and killer cockapoo--i was headed to part the upholstered porch furniture for the freebies i spied in a craigslist "curb alert".
was it worth the hour drive, the stop and go traffic and the gas? (no, i can't keep up with that carbon footprint baloney so keep that calculation to yourself for now, k?)
yepperoo, it was.
1. cushy spot on which to rest my bootie in my "studio" FOR FREE. looking forward to it's future in a snarky ikea fabric and freshly painted limbs.
yep, didn't spy that hunk o' missing chunk 'til he was unloaded. oh, well...F.R.E.E., remember?
of course, i could have done a 47 things with that delish table but--at the time--that (F.R.E.E.) partially amputated leg was more than i could take so, in a weak moment, i relented to allowing my 12 year old daughter and 15 year old niece to test drive a "magic" putty.
shortly thereafter, i decided that it was a jolly good idea to participate in an itsy-bitsy, teenie-weenie holiday craft fair. a no-brainer decision 'cuz we all know 'bout the droves of folks who scramble to local craft fairs to shell out hundreds of bucks in a stagnant economy to purchase elephantine FURNITURE, right?
wife: "oh, bob, just what we need to top off suzy's stocking... a 200 pound three-drawer dresser!!"
husband: "that's perfect, jane! and isn't that 150 pound sofa table exactly what little jimmy has been looking for?"
the day before i realized that needed i sign. no, not the lightening-bolt-on-a- sunny-day-kind-of-sign--a business sign.
i wanted to look official or professional or, perhaps, something more than a mom who paints furniture. kinko's wanted around $30 for a poster that i had no place to hang. i pondered.
with me so far? hey, rudie pittootie--perk up a tad. i'm talkin' here!
okay, to the point. what began life as a table....
has ended life as a sign. do you spy those fill spots on the top right? i kinda like 'em.
yes, i did it all by my desperate little self...and it only took 20 or 30 hours. ya see, when you haven't done the transfer-by-outlining-the-photocopy-in-pencil-thingy in over 17 years, you forget that that the pencil goes on the OPPOSITE side. plus, i suck at multitasking should one task involve even a spit of thinking.
it's not perfect....
but it was F.R.E.E.
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