Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Starts with a V, ends with an intage
Tonight we went to look at a house, and came away the proud owners of this circa 70's luggage set. I'm especially fond of the carry case on top, which will forever after be my toiletry bag/carry-on bag.
How did it all go down? The owner of the house is a recent widow and has moved into a nursing home. Her children picked out a few of her belongings and left the rest to gather dust throughout the house. Someone will have to be hired to remove and clean out this house before the buyers move in. However, there was some cool stuff! I walked into the room where these suitcases were stacked up, and said, "Oh these are so great!" The realtor/neighbor/home teacher/trustee of the estate said, "Take them. They're yours." "Really, can I pay her for them?" I asked, trying to be respectable, but knowing he would refuse. "Not at all. Take them, and don't be embarrassed." Well, I wasn't embarrassed, and neither were the kids. They grabbed those suitcases right up and marched through the house with them, so proud of our new possessions.
As for the house, well, it's a definite possibility, although we will be poor if we buy it. It sits on a steep precipice overlooking Provo. And although I don't think the house is in danger of sliding off the cliff, a tall, impenetrable gate would be the first order of business. We'll see.