On mega trash day, you can be assured that I will be stopping if I see something good. Actually, you can be assured I will slow down if I see anything that resembles good on the side of the road.
My Mom taught me this trick, and it MORTIFIES my kids. It MORTIFIED me. Ah karma.
Some peoples trash really can be other peoples treasure.
The other day, on our way to go hiking, I hit pay dirt.
Sometimes I wish I drove a U-Haul.
I wasn't the only looky loo either. There was a guy already there with a VAN. I turned the minivan around and parked right behind him. I wanted to let him know he wasn't the only one with eagle eyes, Mama is here. Mama means business.
My kids audibly groaned from inside the car as I exited and made my approach towards the glorious collection of furniture placed on the front lawn.
The man and I both locked eyes as if we were in the Wild West, about to have a duel.
He looked at a couch. I went for a headboard. Both of us giving side eye.
He paced between a dresser and some chairs. Then he left taking nothing. SCORE.
Suddenly another woman approached.
Cue whistling music.
I quickly grabbed a side table. Not today Satan! I will not leave this amazingness without at least one souvenir! There were a pair of chairs I wanted, but I had the damn kids with me and not enough space. Oh, and that amazing headboard, was it a king or queen? Ugh why don't I travel with a tape measurer?!?! Oh that's right, it's because I can never find one.
My little one was the only one who congratulated me on my score. She is also my little grasshopper in training, she loves going estate sailing with me.
My other two were just happy the heist was over and we could continue on our way, without their friends spotting them.
Trust me kids, one day you will see the value in Mommy grabbing furniture off the road.
Or at least learn the virtue of humility you have gained from seeing your Mom brazenly take others peoples trash in broad daylight.
There are lessons everywhere kids.
Everywhere.
Xoxo,
C.
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