Let’s just say that my life lately has been a steady stream of old doors closing and new doors opening. It’s something I totally did not expect. Two months ago, if anyone had asked me…
Well, let’s leave it at that.
Sunday afternoon I met with some of the moms from the homeschool group that Michaela and I have been involved with for the past going on three years.
I could not bear to call it a goodbye. Not really. As Tigger would say, TTFN. It’s only a Ta Ta For Now. But in truth, even though Michaela and I have an open invitation to join the group for outings. life for us has changed and has gotten busy in ways that will make it unlikely that we’ll be able to drop in, even though we want to. Still, the door’s open. The door’s open. So some doors haven’t closed all the way.
Can we talk farm tables now? I always wanted one. I remember (was it the late 80s?) when they suddenly became popular. In white and wood? In dark green and wood? I wanted one SOOOOOO badly. I never did get one. Oh, there are several reasons. Anyway, for the apartment I needed a table. I’ve been looking, but you know tables are expensive. Uh huh.
Today, though, a seldom-seen-but-still-beloved-and-in-my-heart Goodwill in Raleigh whispered screamed out my name as I drove by. I wheeled in. There, with celestial light beams dancing around it, was a farm table. Okay, so I made up the part about the celestial light beams, but it was a farm table! A real live, honest to goodness farm table. It had three chairs with it. Only three chairs. But that’s okay! In fact, that’s perfect, because I like to mix up chairs and I already had four chairs at the apartment.
Gasp! The table did not have a price tag on it. Thoughts raced through my mind. Someone has already pulled the tag off and plans to buy it. My eyes scanned the store, looking for my nemesis. Everyone looked relatively innocent, though it could have been the older lady in the blue hat. I eyed her suspiciously.
Maybe the tag had simply fallen off. I calmly strolled power-walked up to the counter to ask.
“Oh, I just have not had time to price that table,” the cashier said. “It’s 29.99.”
“I’ll take it!” Right then and there, I knew I had to somehow get that table and chairs in my van even if I had to take the seats out and leave them in the Goodwill parking lot. But I did not have to do that. The table fit in easily and I brought it safely home.
She has a few dings, but boy is she sturdy! I was amazed at how sturdy! I like the green color. I imagine myself in the 80s with my new farm table (and fewer wrinkles) and I am happy.
Enjoy this day.