"I have a surprise for you!", my husband excitedly told me over the phone. While he was driving home, I was making a million guesses as to what it could be.
Then he walked through the door with this:
This was not exactly what I was expecting.
"Where did you trash pick it?"
"I didn't, I passed by a yard sale."
"You paid money for this?!"
"Yeah, it was only $12!"
I'm thinking we have very different ideas of what a good deal is.
But, the more I looked at it the more potential I saw.
It's a handmade trunk that some little boy had used as a toy box and covered in his sticker collection.
It took me over an hour just to get the top clean and I spent the rest of the day scrapping off stickers when I had a spare moment.
It was really sweet of my husband to think of me. I've been looking for a bench or trunk to keep in our mudroom. It's the perfect place to sit and take off your shoes and then toss them into, out of sight.
I wonder how many people walked by it, thinking it was just a piece of junk.
The owner himself thought it wasn't worth his time.
How many times have I been just as judgemental with things, or worse, with other people.
One glance at the imperfections and I walk away, never seeing the treasure that is hiding inside.