Thursday, July 14, 2011
As the car idled in front of the house I thought, "Could I lift that thing into the car by myself and not scuff up my lovely dress?" I drove off, but made it about 2 blocks before I whipped the car around and parked in the lovely garden house driveway. I knocked on the door- with no response. So, assuming the cabinet was meant for the trash or left special for Confectionique, I decided it needed to go home with me.
I had an afghan in the back of my car that I tucked into the front of my dress and then with all my might lifted the cabinet as it slid perfectly into the trunk, voila!. I looked kinda stupid to the neighbors I'm sure, but, when I get so focused on a plan I lose all thoughts of how ridiculous I must seem to others.
I left a note of thanks and drove off.
To see just how darling this trash to treasure is, stop by the Bon Bon Market on August 11-14, but I don't think I can sell it as it just looks way too Confectionique.
Au revior, Anastasia