Two boxes came to the store this morning and I was on a tight schedule, so I loaded them in my car. They rode in silence as I giggled out loud. I was giddy excited to see the new line of salvaged goodness.
I got where I was going and in the parking lot, with great difficulty and much exhuberance, I got the first box open. Peanuts. Does anyone else hate these static cling puffs of ickyness? After digging around, and pulling out some amazing, kick booty stuff, I moved to the second box. Tape can be the enemy, you know?
I have a knife somewhere is my redneck chic pocketbook. But, in my frenzy, could I find it? Nope. FYI, cuticle nippers work on tape, too.
Look! After digging through more dadgum peanuts, I found these two.
I LOVE salvaged wood.
Look! A key on each one. And other salvaged, hardware goodness. Did I mention I swoon?
Just in time for Valentine's Day. Yee haw!
I'll show you more salvaged goodness later. I can't have you swooning too much, all at once.