It
started with the paint.
No,
it started with the table, but it was just a table for more than a
year. A beat up, chunky, water-stained, worn coffee table. I big,
hefty chunk of wood, still a perfectly serviceable coffee table,
solid. Heavy. Makes vacuuming the living room a chore. But was it
ugly? Oh yes.
I
had a picture of it, but managed to delete it recently,
so you'll have to use your imagination.
Tori
and Millie brought it home one night from a Craig's List curb call.
You know, where someone posts on Craig's List "I've got some
furniture," or bag of books, or a lava lamp or – seriously,
this one was in Sunday morning – a bag of assorted animal bones.
They give their address, say they're putting it on the curb, first
come, first served. And you're off to the races!
Sounds
tacky, I suppose, but it's fun. A come-as-you-are scavenger hunt. A
couple of times I was just getting ready for bed around midnight and
Tori would say, "We've gotta go! There's a something or other on
the curb at ..." and we'd be off. Or the afternoon or morning,
whenever. Sometimes you get there just as another person is driving
away with it. Sometimes you get there and think, "This is crap.
I'm not putting this in my hand, let alone in my car."
But
sometimes it's just what you need, whether you knew it or not. And
it's an adventure.
One
evening Tori and Millie dashed out – so it had to be between August
and October 2012, between when we moved into this house and when
Millie left for school. When they came back they had, among other
things, a coffee table.
Big,
heavy, ugly coffee table. Still sturdy, but ugly. For a year it was
good enough. It got the job done. In our house, the job for almost
any flat horizontal surface is to let me pile paper and books and
whatnot on it. And it did that well. There was usually so much stuff
on it you couldn't really see how ugly it was.
Then
one night not too long ago, Tori gave the table a good look. She
started thinking.
This is where the paint comes in. And
the comic books.
And
since this is long enough, the rest of the story – which is pretty
amazing – will be told tomorrow.
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