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One man's trash is another man's treasure

This weekend I went to estate sales with my mom and aunt. It is one of our favorite things to do - dig through other people's infinite amount of crap.

My mother is the ultimate digger - she loves the hunt. She is continually trying to locate the perfect find to one day take to Antiques Roadshow - she never misses an episode. She dreams of arriving at the Roadshow with her find and telling them, "You know I found this under a pile of crap and I bought it for $2." Then in her dream the Roadshow expert will say, "I would say you made a good investment, this is worth $30,000."

We went to a sale at a little house in Edina. It was actually a dump and there wasn't one thing in the entire abyss of linens, glassware and books I couldn't live without. I was waiting for the trash to treasure twins (mom & aunt) to surface when I went to the garage. That is where I found this sign. It was covered in cobwebs, but I loved it. I purchased it for $10, quite the steal in my estimation. It's not going to make me $29,990 on the Roadshow, but it makes me happy.

In 50 years it will be at my estate sale and hopefully the person who finds this little treasure will be as happy with their purchase as I am now.

Comments

Karen said…
Sue-I LOVE that sign. I love the idea of digging through other people's crap. Can I come next time?
bobbione8y said…
ohhhh. estate sales make me giddy. "garagin'" is one of my very favorite summer activities too! or sneaking off to "La De Da" or "antiques on 18th" in the middle of winter (antique shops) for a quick fix.

i love the smell of old stuff. lots and lots of old stuff in one place :))

love the sign, too!
carey said…
you guys are wierd.
Susan said…
Be careful Carey, you may get something yellowing and smelling mildewy for next birthday.

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