The One That Got Away

You are all aware, 

if you are a regular reader of my blog, 

how much I LOVE to go Estate Sale-ing.  

It's like an addiction.  

A happy addiction that doesn't hurt anyone 

(well most of the time...) 

and barely hurts the pocketbook.  

I always set out on my Estate Sale journey 

with an open mind 

and even though I might preview the sales online,

I am usually not disappointed 

if the items that I am interested in are already sold.  

But,I want to tell you what happened 

a few weeks ago when I was out with my sister 

while she was visiting.  

I want to tell you because it still haunts me!  

Oh, sigh!  

The One That Got Away...

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There were two sales that day 

that we were really interested in going to.  

One started at 9'oclock and the other, 

as luck would have it, started at ten.  

Perfect!  

We headed out to the first sale 

and we scored some fun vintage things 

(that I will show you all of later) 

at an older home that was packed to the gills 

with lots and lots of stuff!

We checked out and carried our purchases to the car.  

The second sale was closer to home 

in a much nicer neighborhood.  

The owners were builders and house flippers.  

They were "downsizing" and retiring.  

The home was beautiful with three levels, 

but the basement was unfinished.  

I looked around on the main level 

and headed to the basement.  

It was crowded and a little dark as basements often are.  

 As my eyes adjusted, I spotted a slew of lighting fixtures 

hanging from the ceiling in the corner.  

I wandered over to get a closer look.  

Nothing really caught my eye 

but as I turned around, 

I almost ran into this beauty.

A French Chandelier!  

My hands were actually shaking 

as I looked all over the chandy for a price tag.  

I looked and I looked but I didn't see one.  

I know that usually means 

that the someone else grabbed the tag,

but a lot of items weren't marked so I was HOPING 

that was the case.  

As I looked for someone to ask 

I saw a woman walk over 

(yes, I was hawking it at the same time 

and keeping my eye on it)

and look at a price tag.  

WHAT?  

How had I missed it?  

I nearly hit my palm to my head in exasperation! 

Maybe I still had a chance?

Traditional Dining Room by Tulsa Architects & Designers Jack Arnold Companies

 I started dreaming of how it would look 
in my dining room.  

Traditional Dining Room by Fort Worth Home Builders Braswell Homes Inc

I walked back over to the chandelier 
and she was still holding the tag.  
"Pretty, isn't it?"  I commented.  
"I didn't see the tag before." I said to her.  
"That's because I was going to buy it, 
but now I'm not" she answered.  
My heart raced faster...  
As she was fastening the tag back 
onto the fixture of my dreams...

Mediterranean Dining Room by Scottsdale Architects & Designers Higgins Architects

Could it be possible?  
I felt so lucky in that moment... 
But as you read the title is 
"The One That Got Away" 
so there must be more to the story, right?

Eclectic Dining Room by New Canaan Interior Designers & Decorators shelley morris interiors

Without ever letting go of the tag, 
she removed it again and said 
"I am going to buy it after all, 
I just figured out the perfect spot for it."  
My heart sank.  
I looked at her and asked her how much it was,
even though I knew I shouldn't have.  
I knew it would crush me even more.  
"$100.00"  
I wanted to just die in that moment!  
How did this happen?  
Why were the Estate Sale Gods punishing me?  
I was always polite to people in line, 
I was respectful and never walked on the grass, 
I endured people who pushed 
and shoved and had BO.  
Why???  Why???  
I kicked the ground and walked away 
and looked for my sister.  
I relayed the story to her 
and showed her the French Chandelier.  
She commented that it was missing 
a candle stick, 
to be nice and make me feel better, I know.  
Sigh, "But it was only $100.00" I told her.   
"Oh"  she replied, feeling my pain.  
We left without buying anything 
and cheered ourselves up with a Starbucks.  

I hope you enjoyed my story of 
"The One That Got Away".  
I know that you realize 
that I am exaggerating and grateful 
for all of the wonderful things 
I am blessed with in my life.   
This was just a little 
tongue in cheek story of my experience.  

Until Next Time,
Beaux R'eves,
  

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