I was quite proud of my find and I thought Curt would be impressed as well. Instead he was totally mortified that I took the bed from outside of the dumpster. He asked me how many people saw me and couldn't believe that I drove through our neighborhood with something that I had picked out of the trash. He said he would have rather bought the bed then for us to live like bums. I was really surprised at his reaction. Lucas on the other hand was thrilled with his new bed. He helped me give it a wipe down and take down his crib and put up his new bed. Lucas' crib is going to his cousin Savannah.
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I am quite happy to pass along the crib to someone else because we are not going to be having anymore babies in the house for quite a while (if at all) and hanging onto old baby gear makes me obsess about having another kid and I just don't want to go there right now. I'm tired of obsessing about children we may never have. Now if only we could stop people from asking, "So when are guys you going to have another child?"
Tonight Lucas' uncle Michael came over to have dinner and Lucas was thrilled to see him.
3 comments:
I am so proud of you. Just wait till Lucas tells all of your friends that you bought him ..... from the trash. Just like Shane and Colby tell all of mine.
I come from a family of trash diggers. My dad will take ANYTHING if it's sitting outside of the dumpster. Once he took a pair of crutches. No one needed them. He just thought it was a good idea.
My sister found a queen size sleigh bed (not the mattress) that was missing a board on the bottom to hold the mattress. She replaced the board and the bed looks great.
Ain't no shame in the game. People leave things like that outside of the dumpster for a reason. They know it will find another home.
One man's trash is another man's treasure! And I totally agree with Kirsten, they leave it BESIDE the dumpster and not IN it for a reason! When I was a kid we used to dumpster dive for sh*ts and giggles behind my grandfather's store...we found ALL kinds of 'treasures' there was a shoe store next door, and a frame shop so we were always getting fancy wood 'swords' to play with. My parents hated it but we loved it!
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