I rarely stop by yard sales, or go to any thrift stores, although I was shopping with my sister.
Kim asked if I could go to the yard sales with her, plus since I had nothing to do, I said yeah.
Kim and I went to a dozen yard sales that day, plus stopped in two thrift stores. The one thrift store was in an old, outdated barn, plus it looked more like a junk shop. As Kim and I walked up plus down the aisles, I saw two outdated chairs that the farmer was selling for ten bucks. I saw how beautiful the workmanship was plus knew they had to be handmade chairs. They were matching set, however there were some small imperfections that proved them not to be factory made. I saw the engraving on the bottom of the chairs that was a date plus a name. I could not guess that these beautiful chairs were almost 200 hundred years old. I asked if that was the correct price on the handmade chairs, plus she said yeah. I gave him the ten bucks for the chairs plus walked to the vehicle with them. The patina was so amazing because of years of use. When I came back into the barn, she asked if I was interested in an old writing table that went with the chairs. I gave him $50 for the table then felt like I had made a million dollar deal. I was afraid to go back inside, because I was sure she would try to sell me something else, although I went inside. I came out with two more chairs plus a lover’s seat.