Ok, so it's not the beginning and not the first time...yesterday I was driving with my mom and we were talking about how we have not found anything exciting in our neighborhood garbage lately. Perhaps others were beating us to it. Yes, we do talk about things like that. I dropped her off and drove 2 houses and there it was, this way cool thing that I decided immediately was a potter's bench for my gardens. Of course I stopped and attempted to move into mom's car. Oh, I forgot to mention, her car was packed to top with wood and other exciting items, including a mini fridge. I thought that I could just stick it into the passenger's door and make it around the block to my house, but no such luck. I called my parent's house and dad answered. He is always amazed how we need to talk 4 minutes after last conversation. I said dad, I need your help, I am 2 houses down in the street with really cool thing...he said, I don't know them, here's your mother...so mom and I abandoned her car and carried this back to her driveway where I left it to pick up later. Isn't it perfect? Can't you just see plants, clay pots, metal coffee pots?? I can and it looks awesome!
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