Barrel Shaped Trunk Saga

Let me tell you the story of the barrel shaped trunk.

When I was a young nurse and worked in a large teaching hospital and never had time to eat lunch there was a well known bakery up the street. Any time we had a mandated "workshop" to attend we nurses would stop into the bakery and grab an enticing confection.  Last October I saw an that the owner of the shop was ill and having a living estate sale. Her spouse was in the military, at one time, and they had traveled the world. I knew that she would have beautiful smalls and furniture for sale. Sadly no members of the family carried on the baking tradition and the bakery closed some years ago.

I saw the barrel shaped trunk in the dining room and instantly loved it.
It is primitive, handmade, old, and missing it's hardware.

Mind you, I usually buy smalls to sell and hardly ever buy large pieces for us. Not without Joe's okay. I knew the person conducting the sale and she had no one to help me get it to my Jeep plus it was way out side my price range. When I asked her for her best price she reduced the price in half. That was lovely of her and that is when being a repeat customer and a well known face pays off.

Now I had to get it out of the house.
Another woman who was admiring it said "If you buy it I will help you get it to your vehicle." Fabulous. This perfect stranger helped me navigate this huge house filled with people and down two sets of stairs and the yard into the street and another stranger, a young man opened the Jeep for us. He fished my keys out of my pocket. Oh my. Joe raises his eyebrows at that part by the way. I did not want to set that trunk down. It was a true team effort. I thanked them profusely. The trunk is not heavy but is old and due to it's curved lid is awkward to pick up.

There are two issues with the trunk.

It is nearly the same color as our floor and Clovis cannot jump on it. He slides right off. The resolution to number one is to move it to the master bedroom where we have carpet and it would look good at the foot of the bed. Problem is there is no master bedroom. Yet. Wallpaper removal still in progress-month fourteen I think. Yes, we are eight kinds of awful. I placed a fabric covered foot stool to the right of the trunk so Clovis can get into his window.

If you made it this far into the story, good for you and you are pretty. 

I am auto posting. My daughter, CC, and I are having a girls weekend together in the North Georgia mountains.
I will catch up when I can.

look for me at the PB outlet...wink

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