"Whoa Wrigley. Hold on there a minute girl," I said coming to an abrupt halt.
"Is that bench for sale?" I asked.
"Yes, it is," the man replied.
"How much?" I asked.
The man looke at his wife (wise man) and she said,"Ten dollars".
I did an about face and head up the driveway. "Mind if I take a look? I asked. "This isn't what I should be doing right now. I need to get home and get ready for work."
"Sure, go ahead," she said.
I walked over to the bench...wiggled it around...it seemed pretty sturdy. I tipped it back a little bit so I could be sure nothing was cracked underneath.
I have this long naked wall in my kitchen that has been crying out for a bench for quite some time. I was really looking for an old worn white garden bench and haven't been able to find one....but this one definitely had some potential. A little sanding, some paint, a little more sanding in the right spots to make it look old and worn, a cute little cushion and presto! A great bench!
Needless to say I was not carrying any money on me and I never have cash anyway, so she offered to hold it for me until Irv could come with the truck after work to pick it up.
Chee Hoo! I have a bench. If I had walked past their house even one minute sooner, I would have missed it! I'll post another picture when it's redone!