another challenge: the scary thrift store.

so, for ffa, we have another challenge.

we actually got it a couple of weeks ago, but now I am finally getting around to it.

the challenge:

(quoted from the fingertips of miss mandi herself.)

“buy a piece of furniture for your house that freaks you out just a little.  Not like “This is the ugliest thing I have ever seen but Mandi says I should push myself.” kind of freaky, more like “This is cool…but I will put it back because I don’t know if I could pull it off…but it might look really cool painted _________…no its freakin me out a little…..ok ok I will do it.”  kind of freaky.”

now, lemme tell you, I didn’t really do this challenge the way it was supposed to be done, but I guess that would just be the rebel in me and so forth.

so, I bought something I loved, something that I have been looking for for about..  hmmm..  5ish years?  so I really wasn’t freaked-out about it, persay.  I was freaking excited about it.

(and the story of how we met is pretty awesome.)

I was freaked-out about where I bought it.  the store where this miracle item was finally found is a spot that I stop at, maybe once a month, whenever I find myself in the immediate area.  it scares me, and it always has.  thus, it is appropriately called (named by myself):

“the scary thrift store”

I brought my youngest, risked her life and my own going to “the scary thrift store”, to find something “freaktastic”.  as we walked around, her always (very obediently) staying right by my side, I found a pretty freaktastic chair that was olive green and yellow striped.  it was in pretty great condition, and it thought for a sec, “this could be re-upholstered and it would be pretty freaking awesome for my most ugly master bedroom re-do.”

then I was afraid of re-upholstering it.

like, maybe I would make it uglier than it already was?  and it was pretty ugly, but not the kind that induces vomiting, but the kind of ugly, that makes it pretty cute, you know?

so at 34 bucks and change, I was seriously considering it.

and then we walked around, with little one staying right with me, because the place is pretty freaky, yo.

so as I was looking at an old sewing table, starting to consider that as a re-doable piece, but telling myself it wasn’t freaktastic enough, I looked up, and locked eyes on the beauty I have been hunting for for so long…

wouldn’t you know, I walked right past it when I entered the area where furniture is kept in that scary thrift store?  right there, against the wall, right inside the doorway it was.  I didn’t care how much it was, it was going to be mine.

I checked it out, and it was perfect in all of it’s scary thrift store glory.

the price tag read $49.

not bad.

I have been dreaming of this for 5ish years!!

I went to the cashier, immediately, and did not hide my happiness or my excitement, and she saw.

she wasn’t so scary in that moment.

we walked to it together to check it out, and I still didn’t hide my excitement as we walked back to the register.  and wouldn’t you know it, she knocked off $15!!

it still smells scary.

it is in the process of being made semi-amazing.

it will be black.

and I say that with less excitement than the rest of this story is told with.  I wanted something fun, like turquoise, or mossy green, or bright yellow…  the dude I cohabitate with, is not so much about these fun colors.  he is all about “blaaaack”.  (and to say that the way it is meant to be said, one needs to say it in their best drawn-out monotone.)

credit goes to my mother-in-law (the mom to the dude I cohabitate with) who seconds me strongly on the turquoise.

we shall see my friends.  we shall see.

and the sad part of this whole story, if I had had room, I might just have bought that scary chair, that really met the requirements of this here challenge.  I would have bought it thinking that I could do anything exciting and perfect with it, you know, being high and all with the find of my dreamy buffet.

sadly, they couldn’t both fit in my suv, so one had to stay behind. 

maybe I will return one day…

so I totally think that this qualifies for our challenge, not so scary piece of freaktastic furniture purchased at a pretty freaky store?

(afters laters?)