So the other day a friend posted a link to an estate sale. Here’s the link. Oooo. Fun! I settled down to look through the pictures and gawk at all the stuff. Most of it was pretty bad. I mean, there were framed pictures of hobos and teddy bears. No, I’m not kidding. See pictures #48 and 51. Framed pictures of hobos and teddy bears, people. That’s pretty bad.
Hobos and teddy bears aside, there was something pretty amazing in one of the pictures, right at the beginning. Look at picture #1. I’ve copied it here for you:
Do you see that awesome piece of furniture in the front right? Oh, I love that piece of furniture. Why can’t I have amazing furniture like that? I sat there and just drooled over that piece of furniture for a good, oh, 10 seconds.
Until I realized…uh…wait. Wait. I do have amazing furniture like that. I mean, really just like that. I have that exact same piece in my dining room right now. See:
Wow. Silly me! I didn’t even recognize it at first. Huh!
A couple of days later I was reading my HGTV magazine and this ad caught my eye:
It’s all about dust triggering your allergies. Ok, whatever. What I was interested in was those books. Look at those books! Aren’t they just lovely? Old beat up, dusty books, you just can’t get any better than that. I would love to have those amazing books.
And then I realized…uh…wait. Wait. I do have amazing books like that. I mean, really just like that. I have one of those exact same books. The green one. The Thousand and One Nights–see:
My copy isn’t as beat up as the one in the ad and the greens look different because the books are in different lighting, but look! My bookcase is covered with dust, just like in the ad, and it even has a cobweb, just like in the ad. I shined a little flashlight onto the book from beneath so you could read the title. Look at what a lovely job it does of showcasing that cobweb.
But, silly me. I’ve been saying things like, “My home doesn’t look like the homes in HGTV magazine,” yet it does.
This has got to be one of my proudest moments.
this is a weird kind of fame right here…
Is a weird kind of fame like a groovy kind of love?
It’s all in the way you look at it, perception is everything !!!!
Right–is the glass half empty or half full? I’m going with half full on this one.