The Wonder of It All
I'm working for the next few weeks, part time, at my former employer. They had an urgent project come up and no one to do it, until they remembered little old me. Today I went in to discuss the project and ended up working for a few hours. As I was driving home 45 minutes later than I'd planned, grabbing dinner on the way, it all came rushing back to me -- the experience of being a working-outside-the-home mother, which I have been before and will surely be again. I felt pushed, rushed, exhilarated, stimulated...and tired. Kudos to everyone reading who does this daily: you are a hero, and a wonder.
I'm going to try to stay up on my blogging and blog-reading but if you see less of me while I'm working -- that will be why.
One of my favorite reads, Mary at Vintage Patina, posted recently about garage sale wonders and I'm quoting her:
"'wonders.' it means different things to different people, i've learned. i think all of these finds are wonders...my husband just wonders why..." (Go check out her wonders and see what you think.)
Can't you just relate? I remember when we had a chance to go to Antiques Roadshow a couple of years ago (which was a dream of mine -- fulfilled!) and I took some stuff that my husband sure wondered about, including some old linens that a dear friend had given me.
My friend had told me that they were from around 1920 and had belonged to her cousin, who was married to a missionary and had brought them back from China. She didn't want them and was going to give them to her church for the rummage sale before she remembered my love for such things.
The Antiques Roadshow appraiser told me that the linens weren't from China at all, that they were "better." They were mostly Madeira from Portugal, and fine examples of it, and that those I'd brought with me were worth ~$1,000.
Before Antiques Roadshow, whenever my husband saw me digging through piles of linens at a tag sale, he'd say, very sarcastically, "Just what we need: another tablecloth." (He tends to call any non-clothing fabric item "a tablecloth.")
After Antiques Roadshow he never said that again!
Thank you, Antiques Roadshow!
What about you? Have family/loved ones ever wondered (aloud) about the objects of your thrifty passions?
I'm going to try to stay up on my blogging and blog-reading but if you see less of me while I'm working -- that will be why.
One of my favorite reads, Mary at Vintage Patina, posted recently about garage sale wonders and I'm quoting her:
"'wonders.' it means different things to different people, i've learned. i think all of these finds are wonders...my husband just wonders why..." (Go check out her wonders and see what you think.)
Can't you just relate? I remember when we had a chance to go to Antiques Roadshow a couple of years ago (which was a dream of mine -- fulfilled!) and I took some stuff that my husband sure wondered about, including some old linens that a dear friend had given me.
My friend had told me that they were from around 1920 and had belonged to her cousin, who was married to a missionary and had brought them back from China. She didn't want them and was going to give them to her church for the rummage sale before she remembered my love for such things.
The Antiques Roadshow appraiser told me that the linens weren't from China at all, that they were "better." They were mostly Madeira from Portugal, and fine examples of it, and that those I'd brought with me were worth ~$1,000.
Before Antiques Roadshow, whenever my husband saw me digging through piles of linens at a tag sale, he'd say, very sarcastically, "Just what we need: another tablecloth." (He tends to call any non-clothing fabric item "a tablecloth.")
After Antiques Roadshow he never said that again!Thank you, Antiques Roadshow!
What about you? Have family/loved ones ever wondered (aloud) about the objects of your thrifty passions?
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