This evening I had an appointment that ended around 8 pm. On my way home, I was driving down my favorite street.
Ok, so the appointment was nowhere near this street. I was "doing the ride" alone.... I do that sometimes. Drive around with the music on....Look at the houses, think, sing out loud, loud..... So picture the following story happening to the tune of The Who's, "Behind Blue Eyes" (I'm kind of crushing on Roger Daltry despite the fact he's older than my dad, I'm talking circa 1977 Roger...Damn!)
Anyway, so there I am driving along, minding my own business, when I see a small couch, or rather, a settee, sitting on the side of the road. It's actually next to THIS HOUSE. I have no idea what it looks like because it's dark but it looks promising. So I stop the car and in my excitement, do not turn down the radio. And leave my door open. The street is dark and there I am, like a beacon, all in my haste to examine a possible treasure. And treasure it was! (or will be anyway.)
It's heavier and larger than it looks. I had my Explorer so at first I tried shoving it in the back seat. When that didn't work I decided to put the seats down and load it from the back. This would be fine except that I have a load of returnable bottles/cans back there that I have been procrastinating on returning.. So first I had to move those. While messing with the bottles some fall out of the Wegmans bag they are in and clatter all over the road..... Finally, I heave it into the back of the truck (Did I mention it was pretty cold out tonight?) and of course, the back door won't close. Ok, fine, I'll just drive slowly. I get in. turn down the raido and turn on the truck... Did I mention I need a muffler? It's not usually that bad because I can't actually hear it with the windows up (and music on) but with the back door open it sounded really LOUD....So there I am, once again, on the nicest street in my town, acting like total trash..... Not only do I look like Fred Sanford, I also sound like him... Really, if you see me in the halls at preschool I seem pretty normal...You really would not suspect this latent love of other people's garbage. I bet I have a syndrome or something.....
I really like it. It will make a good winter project and needs only a small amount of repair to the back. (Michael??) I'm thinking that I'll either paint it white and upholster it with tan burlap or black and perhaps leopard print. I'm planning on putting it in my front hallway so I may go with the white.