I would like to say it was a friendly parting of ways. That the 1.5 year long relationship between myself, my family, and the house located at 812 Rose Avenue was a great one, filled with wonderful memories and butterflies and rainbows and all that.... but it wasn't! It was one of the most challenging, and not nearly as rewarding as it should have been, experiences of my life. And it's over. Finally. After sitting on the market for over a year. It has sold. And I have my money back. And I could cry tears of happiness. So long 812 Rose Avenue. I won't be seeing you again. P/S - To the new owner, I apologize now when everything falls to pieces. The house was pretty much put together with Popsicle sticks and duck tape.
....and I don't like it! There is no rhyme or reason why they price things the way that they do. One week I can get a dining room table for $25.00 or a freaking white buffet like the other day for $35.00. Then the next week I go in there and a small side table, which should only cost $5.00, is priced at $15.00! I don't get it. It makes no sense to me and it's starting to bother me. Maybe there is a complaint line I can call. I'll look into it. Well this will be a short post because I didn't take before photos. I know, I know. Deal with it. I went into the Habitat for Humanity Restore on Saturday and only found one little side table that I had any desire to refinish. It was NOT WORTH $15.00. But I wanted it so I paid $15.00 for it. There is hardly any profit margin when it comes to smaller items. From now on I'm only sticking to dressers/buffets/armoires (or other larger items). But here is the side table after I painted it black and put new brushed nick...