Addiction, eviction and prediction.

Exciting News on the Junk Front!

I have been lucky enough to score some warehouse space with two other gals!  (Code for:  Husbands finally saying, “Move these six dressers and buffets out of my garage or I will leave you for a stripper at Showgirls!”)

At any rate, these gals, Kim and Mendy are wildly creative and have a great eye for all things vintage, industrial, urban chic, eclectic and blingy.  We have become friends over our love of chicken wire, chalk paint and burlap.  We have so many goodies that we have decided to raise the door on our hobby once a month for a fantastic purge!  It will be fabulous!  There will be suitcases and furniture, fur covered benches, head-boards, dining sets, lawn and garden delights and so much more.

You see, we now have a girl cave.. where w can come and craft, collect, recycle/repurpose/reuse, paint and teach, share and drink fizzy drinks, while we work on our dance moves.  Why hadn’t we done this before?

Oh yeah, because our children were small and our plates were full.  It seems that we now have a keen eye for what we like, what tickles our fancy.  We want to share those goodies, to build our sisterhood and fill central Florida with things we can cherish in our homes.

It all sounds so pretty and communal doesn’t it?  Well let me tell you how it’s really rolling out:  For the last 3 days I have had to pay my 108 pound teen son tn bucks an hour to help me haul 14 loads of my garage to Wallace Road.  He is learning to drive so he insists on doing so.  We have run 2 red lights, a stop sign and damned near mowed down an old lady biking the Fort Fraiser Trail.  We put the fear of God in her so bad that I was sure she filled a Depends in crossing that stretch of the trail.  I have managed to beat up my rig pretty good and dismantle my femininity as I haul huge furniture around like a gypsy teamster.  In my mind I’m Rachel Ashworth.  In reality, I am Horace McGillicutty.

I am proud to say that the hubs can now park his Prius in the garage.  I still have several loads to go before I can call myself completely relocated but I am well on my way to tenancy.  I am tapped out of ten bucks an hour pay so I am single-handedly hauling stuff over to Wallace Road.  I double backed on my flip-flop yesterday and almost tripped with a huge armoire on top of me.  I would hate for the men who also have space out there to find me, Flat Dana, underneath a three hundred pound armiore with birds painted on it… ultimately killed by a flip-flop and a passion for ruffles.

If you aren’t busy, come see us.  I predict you will find something that makes you remember a time long ago, or something that makes you feel happy to look at.  For us, it’s that… and a place to make and do and gather.  Our warehouse sweet warehouse.

Vintage Warehouse Sale

Friday April 20th, 2012

4-8 p.m.

4310 Wallace Road, Lakeland , FL 33813

(Warehouse is across from Publix on Bartow Road in Highland City)

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Dealers, Pickers, Decorators, Photographers, are welcome!!!

 

Shabby Chic, Industrial, French Country, Primitive, Unique Cottage Treasures, Repurposed  and Salvaged Items!

 

Hosted by Shabby Chic Addiction, Modern Vintage Home, and

One Chic Vintage

Call :863-944-4789 (Dana)

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7 thoughts on “Addiction, eviction and prediction.

  1. I’m so happy for you that you’ve got your own space to work out of!! I rented a locker this week, so the unloading of the house is beginning. Isn’t it an incredible feeling????

    Your description of the teen driving had me rolling, but my 15 yo (quiet child) scares the crud out of me with his driving, while the 18 yo (wild child) drives like a granny on a Sunday afternoon. THIS will be what finally gives me gray hair.

  2. I’ll be there. You need to come over sometime. Our home is a museum. And before you get any ideas, no. Nothing’s for sale and no. Nothing needs refurbishing.

  3. It’s too bad I’m not in central Florida, I would totally come. This post had me laughing, so thank you. 🙂 I think your son should volunteer some of his time to the woman who carried him for 9 mos, birthed, raised, fed and housed him to make it to his teenage years. 😉 Milk it mama!

  4. First I have to say good for you! Every woman needs her own time and space to get away from the family. My mom is going through the exact same thing. Her passion is shoes rather than furniture though. It seems like every time I come home to visit, she has 10 more pairs! The woman has more strappy, sexy shoes than I can even keep up with.

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