Sunday, March 20, 2011
Bring Your Thick Skin!
Also, remember that with patience, creativity, a tetanus shot, long jeans and work boots, you must bring your thick skin. Yes, your thick skin. Be prepared to be laughed at.
I've had farmers rolling in the grass because of my eagerness to actually spend money on stuff that had been sitting outside for over three decades. They aren't too eager to help, either, but they will sit back and supervise your efforts because they can't believe that rusted racks, jars of screws, bicycle parts, tomato cages, scrap wood, and buckets with holes are actually worth something to someone. What they aren't seeing is that those jars are Ball jars dating 1905, the multicolored metal camp chairs, primitive benches, wrought iron scrap fencing, chicken feeders, birdhouses, the pile of bow back chairs , a vintage cigarette sign, and the iron sewing machine stand you bought virtually free. Score!
Now, who has the last laugh?
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Posted by The Rusty Bucket at 9:51 AM