As happy as I am with what I found during week one of Spring Cleanup, I do have one big regret.
Actually, it's a six-foot tall and who-know-how-many-pounds regret.
Meet the One that Got Away. I think it's a sorting station made of metal. Unfortunately, I came upon it two minutes too late, so it was not to be mine.
It was in front of a fire station, the same fire station I had passed 20 minutes earlier with nothing in front of it. But now, there it was with a pickup truck parked next to it, and a man and a woman were getting ready to load it onto their truck. ΒΆ
Quickly, I ran to my car to get a picture of the one that got away. They looked at me like I was nuts. But guess what? I think selling a piece like this for scrap is nuts too.
Maybe I should have offered them something for it but they weren't open to negotiations. To them, it was just one more piece on top of their pile. I'm not even sure what the going rate for scrap metal is, and even if they had sold it to me, there was no way that it would have fit into the back of a Subaru Forester. So, there I would have been, trying to fend off the next group of pickers from taking my newly purchased find.
Which brings up something that will probably be a post of its very own in the next few weeks -- and that's just how competive picking has become and how tough it is to find anything decent that is metal.
But there was a consolation prize. I found this oak Mission-style cabinet door yesterday. It's not old but it deserved to rescued, so I did. Now I just have to figure out what to do with it.
Suggestions?
P.S. There's still plenty of time to enter the giveaway in the previous post. Leave a comment and you're in.
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