"The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the whole year – the days when summer is changing into autumn – the crickets spread the rumor of sadness and change."
―E.B. White, Charlotte's Web
Sometimes people write really hilariously awesome comments. A lot of times the only person that reads those comments is the writer of the blog and that is a bit of a shame. ...because when the question is asked "Are you a FREEk?" and the answer requires you to click "read more" in the comment section, you KNOW that the commenter is a SERIOUS FREEk. So FREEk readers...meet FREEk commenter Maggie...she rocks my socks off...
"Are you a FREEk?"
Oh man, definitely! I drove past some roadside suitcases on my way to work this morning and, had I not been running late - they'd be in my Jeep right now.
I don't think I've spent more than $200 on furniture. As in, for my entire apartment.
My bedroom set and my armchairs are inherited from my late grandparents.
My airlift sewing table was a craigslist free section find and was free because it was "broken." I e-mailed the manufacturer and got a new manual for the table - it wasn't broken at all, just finicky, and $400 had I gotten it new.
My bookshelf was a roadside find that my grandfather found and called me about.
My steamer trunk (with wood rails and everything!) was in the garbage at my friend's neighbor's place the night after a party.
My coffee table is a roommate's roadside find from college that I rehabbed into a table that now holds ticket stubs.
I'm in the process of rehabbing a vintage Samsonite hard-bodied suitcase, found on top of the recycle bins behind my apartment.
I plan to turn the desk I found on the side of the road into a light table for fashion drawing. The vintage school desk I found on craigslist can stay the way it is.
I suppose I should blog about my habits, too! I'm a FREEk and PROUD.