Once upon a time we were having dinner with some friends and one of these friends asked me if I had any use for a pair of lamps she didn’t need anymore. She had seen what I had done with some hand-me-down lamps before and thought maybe I could work wonders on these. But before I could even get a word in, Anthony piped up with a resounding “NO”.
So maybe at the time, we had too many lamps. I was going through this cycle, which really wasn’t a big cycle, of rehabbing a couple of lamps, finding more lamps to rehab, and listing the former ones. So sometimes we really had a bunch of ununsed lamps sitting in our house because some were awaiting a little love and some were awaiting a new owner. And I was totally ok with it.
Anthony though, well, he was not. Understandable.
Why do you care? Well because one day during those lamp-hoarding days I was walking through Goodwill with all (three at the time) of the kids and what did I spot? These:
They were marked at $8 for the pair. Argh, I had to have them. But I resisted the temptation because I love my husband so much. But then those lamps haunted me and the headboard was a dream waiting to happen and I thought they might look so great with that headboard and so…I went back to Goodwill the next day, bought them, and immediately stuffed them under our bed when Anthony wasn’t looking.
And they stayed there for the next couple of years.
Doh.