I was at a yard sale last week, then i was looking for some wood chairs for my living room.
Instead of chairs, an seasoned tea table caught my eye.
I asked the owner how much she wanted for the tea table. It had a lot of dings in the wood, however it was old, and I enjoyed it, however she told myself and others the tea table belonged to her great-Grandmother. Since it was so old, disfigured, and ugly, she asked if numerous dollars would be too much. I could see the beauty in the tea table that I was sure she never noticed. I appeared to be handmade, and I paid her the numerous dollars, and once I got it home, I was thinking about sanding the seasoned paint off and wondering what stain I should useâ€¦ My partner came lake home and she seemed happy at the purchase I made; She told myself and others to go easy when I removed the paint because she suspected it was an antique Victoria burr walnut. She said there was actually an intricate design under the paint, and it was made in the 1860’s. If it was the tea table she thought it would, it would be worth more than $2000. She asked how much I paid for it, and she grinned when I told him. She said the people I was with and I had the find of the century. I asked him if she had a mouse in her pocket, because I had found the tea table. I wasn’t going to sell it or put it in a museum. I wanted the table, and I purchased it. She relented and said she didn’t want to sell it, however it looked just adore the tea table her great-Grandmother had in her parlor.
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