Three things went well for me today.
First, I had previously contacted the wholesale nursery about those boxwoods that I apparently can’t live without (I only made it to 4 Maryland Home Depots and one in DC this weekend with no success at any of them.). I wrote a very nice, subtly witty, only mildly desperate email about my quest including several pictures–of the boxwoods, not me–to the main office. After some forwarding on, this morning I received a reply from someone willing to find them for me and have them sent to the most convenient Home Depot. I hate to count my chickens before they hatch, but there are three of them. Three, okay? Three. So here’s hoping I’ll finally be able to finish the other side of my foundation plantings for pity’s sake!
I have been eyeing these exposed wood chairs I’ve found for months now. I even went in and priced the upholstery that I wanted them done in for the family room with Kent Kemeny. $1400 per chair plus tax and delivery. Not funny.
Then as I was making my usual pass through Craigslist, I spotted these amazing 1940’s exposed-wood chairs which were far sexier than the new production ones and at a completely mind-boggling steal of a price. I immediately asked to come see them, but of course, I was the fifth responder because they were really awesome chairs, so I missed them. I was very, very nice to the seller though, and he felt bad about not having enough chairs for everyone who wanted them. He even wrote me a little consolation email telling me, “that’s how these things go.” Cheer up, little camper. You’ll get them next time. And I did! A couple of days later, the lady who bought them decided they didn’t fit her space, so she contacted the seller who gave her my info, and she sold them to me for the original price. $150! THE PAIR! I just picked them up from Sterling, and they are even better than the pictures.
Obviously, they require reupholstering and a little bit of vision, but can you stand their killer lines? The drapery swag and tassel carving on the exposed wood a la Regency Style c. 1780-1800? (Yes, I drive people crazy taking my sweet time in the furniture exhibits in museums to the point that no one will go with me anymore.) I love them. I’m going to love them even more when I have them done. And starting at $75 for this completely divine frame, I can definitely do better on them than $1400 a chair.
And finally, Fluffers and I decided to waste time trying to win tickets on the radio while we waited for her piano lesson. At least that’s what I told her. “This is a total waste of time.” And then we got through. And then we won tickets to see Life of Dillon this weekend. Hahahaha! Serious beginners luck. And then they played back our phone call with me schreeching “Fluffy, we won!” on the radio.
Fluffy: Oh no! Now everybody knows my name! Mom, you do realize that now you’re one of those radio callers you can’t stand.
Me: Ha! I think it’s different to call for tickets than to call in to ask a question or make a comment on a radio show.
Fluffy: Nope! Now you’re one of those stupid people who shouldn’t be allowed to use phones.
Me: We don’t say, “stupid”.
Though a subset of us sometimes might.