Sold to number 60

As some of you may know, Mom and I love a good auction. We are like two excited moths to an open flame. Sunday was not only a good auction, it was a great starting off point for our new hobby. The scene took place just down the street from Mom and Dad's house, so we were able to just walk to it. (When I found the auction online, I didn't realize at first that it was an estate sale for our very sweet neighbor who passed away.) We found so many items to work with in every new room we saw, and we won them all. It was like the Heavens opened up and smiled approvingly down on us.

This was the first purchase of the day made by me! A chest of drawers that needs a lot of work, as you can see, from the broken knobs. But I already have big ideas for this baby.

Mom scored a pair of these dressers next. She had to beat a guy who wanted them, but we wanted them more! They look nice from a distance, but they definitely have some damage.

Two wooden chairs they almost gave away, but I see a LOT of potential!

A vintage desk I fell in love with near the end.

It was quite a different story when it came time to move all of our newly acquired items.

It started with a bad accident that I am still paying for today, and likely will be paying for the rest of the week. I decided to go get a "two fourteen" for Mom and me (that would be two large Diet Cokes from McDonalds for those of you unsure), and thought I would carry two bar chairs home to save a trip.

I was happy as can be, practically skipping home, and about half way there, I fell. I've walked that sidewalk 10 million times in my life and this time, possibly because of the high a good sale brings me, I wasn't paying attention and tripped. There is a 2-3 inch step in the sidewalk where the ground settled over time and my clumsy feet found it. I tried to balance myself but the top of me was going faster than the bottom and I didn't make it. All I could think was, "Save the chairs!" as I threw them to either side of me on the grass. Two seconds after I hit the pavement I heard not one, not two, but several pairs of feet running at me.

Crap, people saw me.

Neighbors and fellow auction-goers came to see if I survived the fall, and two nice men carried my chairs the rest of the way back to the house. My poor mother thought I was unconscious, but all I got was a scraped up palm, a sore knee, and various bruises that popped up overnight.

Today is a different story. My knee is swollen and I can barely move. I guess I'm not a teenager anymore. Buy hey, no pain, no gain, right? Hopefully I can try again tomorrow...

On top of the wonderful furniture finds from the auction, I also received a special little item that is perfect for someone like me. He came with the pair of chairs and I think he will fit in perfectly in Casa de Sam.

Every live plant that enters my home leaves in a body bag, er, trash bag.  I can't kill plastic!

Note: I find all of my auction info here. Auctions with John are really fun, you can take the whole family, and they have a comfort station with lunch available! I don't think there has been a time I have come home empty handed!