Have you ever made plans to do
something only to have your plans fall through so whatever you had planned falls
into the cracks and ends up not being done at all - but in the long run it
turns out to be for the better? Let me
give you an example: After our backyard
neighbor had passed away, his wife has been getting rid of tons of stuff. I don't know if she's sold anything or if she
has just given it away. In our case it
has been given.
Roland and I had built a hot house
(here) and used concrete bricks to line our beds (both donated by the neighbor)
Roland started cantaloupe seeds in the greenhouse before moving them to this
bed. They seem to be doing well.
She'd also given a doll house kit to
Jenna. Now Jenna is not nor ever has
been into dolls - she didn't care about the doll house itself, but we both
viewed it as a summer project like putting a puzzle together. The theme for the Summer reading program this
year is
and
we thought: "Hey, build our house alongside our activities and watch
progress of "build" - and since Jenna had no desire for keeping the
finished product we thought we could offer it as a prize to whoever read the
most books, or maybe as a raffle fund raiser for the library. And just as the creator or business where
this originated, our project of putting it together is now a thing of the past.
I had posted this picture to facebook
inviting her friends who love puzzles and crafts and such to "come on down
. . . err . . . up" but there were
no takers (at least that I know of) We had gone out of town before the final
day of school. After our return and
several loads of laundry, Roland called the insurance adjuster to get an
estimate on a leak in the floor - or above the wash - or wherever. A team was contacted to demolish our floor to
a catwalk and made holes in the wall connecting to Jenna's room (see here) the
washing machine and dryer ended up on the back porch. That is where I had planned on setting up
shop for the doll house.
I don't know how long it's been in
our living room. Jenna certainly didn't
have room to put it in her bedroom or else it would have been packed up sitting
in a storage somewhere in Winston.
Jenna enjoys yard sales and is
always asking if we can do one but I really don't believe we're in the greatest
location of traffic flow. Guess I was
proved wrong as we have seen more traffic on our street in the last two days
than we have in the entire time we've lived here. Our neighbors to the west of us were having a
yard sale. We took the box of house
pieces and directions over and asked if we could leave it there. She asked for how much. I said she could just give it away for free for
all I cared, and if she thought she could make anything, she was willing to
keep it for herself.
Jenna and I were getting ready to go
to my water aerobics class and had just pulled out of the driveway when my
neighbor approached us and told me to stop by her house on our return as her
mom was purchasing the dollhouse. I don't
think it was in her yard for an entire minute.
Wow.
Now I suppose the house/kit may be
considered an antique and could possibly be build and sold for more money. But Jenna is ecstatic with the twenty dollars
she received for someone else's "junk". It's true that one man's junk is another
man's treasure. Wow. Good luck to the buyer whatever her
intentions are.
