Our neighborhood is pretty much like Pleasantville. All the mom's are blond, drive nice cars, and work out regularly. Few of them work.
Then there's me.
I work, I drive an old, beat up VW. I drive my son to school in my slippers and sweat pants. I am never showered and dressed before the boys go off to school.
How? Why?
But there they are, the other moms looking fresh and ready to begin their day at home waiting for the cleaning lady to arrive.
(I am my own cleaning lady.)
Today, I spotted a brand new-ish wagon in someone's garbage pile.
Yup.
I stopped the beat up VW, got out in my slippers - in the rain - and loaded it into our car for my niece who is expecting a baby in April.
Granny Clampett strikes again.
2 comments:
I am so with you on the wagon!
I absolutely love to go through those types of treasures!
My nightstand in my room is an old washstand that my mom refinished for me. Steven and I dug it out of an old house that was falling in. (By old, I mean log walls and no doors.)
I also found a chair and a small table, both of which need to be refinished.
Next time you see your neighbors in the yard all fixed up while you are taking the kids to school....smile, honk and wave.
They will wonder what secret you have.
We are HUGE snag-stuff-from-the-side-of-the-road types. Nothing wrong with that. Remember: One man's ceiling is another man's floor AND Reduce. Reuse. Recycle. You sound like a breath of fresh air in that neighborhood. No stepford wife, you!
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