I forget the origin of most items that I buy and sell, but a few stay locked in my brain and have a story that tags along.
Right now I have the companion tall dresser available that matches the low dresser above. I remember the above dresser well and the first time I saw it, maybe 6 years ago.
My kids used to go to a school near Colorado Blvd and Evans. Every Friday morning I would volunteer at the school to make copies for the teachers.
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After 3 hours of spelling book corrections for 5th graders, I was always brain dead and exhausted.
There used to be a little used furniture shop run by the Moonies and housed near the school. Occasionally, I would drop in after my volunteer marathons and see what they had.
On that particular day, I popped in and saw the dresser shown above. The front looked dry and neglected, the top was covered in rings and worn spots but I remember being elated just seeing the dresser, its potential, and its uniqueness.
I bought it and was so excited that I refinished it that day ( it was hours and hours of work but a labor of love) and had it posted by that night. It sold the next morning.
I was happy and sad - I just loved the dresser (no maker's name) - I had it for less than 24 hours - it's weird how I can remember the details of that dresser and yet forget what I sold yesterday.
The mind is a funny thing.