or garage sales for that matter when you can "shop" at the Brown's house.
The Browns finally decided that recapturing their extra room for their kids to play was more important even than grandpa's chairs or jacket. Or the highchair long outgrown. Or any of the other odds and ends left for free at the end of the drive.
Thinking about the stacks of
junk precious items I own, I tried to restrain myself and only rescued this one chair.
I actually do need a chair as I've been using a folding chair in my sewing room for ages. Turns out this chair is a touch higher and just perfect--why didn't I do this earlier?
I had grand plans of refinishing and fancy upholstery. But then I realized that putting the chair into use was a much better plan. So one trip to JoAnns for foam, one treasured pillow case cut up and my "new" chair is ready to go.