I Am a Thief…
…maybe not in the traditional sense, but I felt a little like one. I just bought nine antique doors (several with hardware), an antique table with turned legs and casters, a stack of molding, and a few cabinet doors for $24.50. Does that count as robbery? (I call it robbery when the movie theatre charges me $15.00 for a coke and popcorn.) Here’s the thing. These doors were trash to this guy, so we were both happy with the deal. This tall, skinny pair of doors have a perfectly chippy light gray paint and they look great flanking my piano in the living room. They set me back $1.00 for the pair. I still need to clean them up and put a coat of poly on, but I couldn’t resist sitting them in their new home. We weren’t even sure if we could fit it all into one truck load. See


