On A Roll (Or In One)

First of all...

Bless you for your happy birthday wishes.

Now, on to business.

Anyone who reads this blog for more than one or two entries, will remember my unflagging love of a good yard sale.  I found one that you could call a doozy.  So, even though I hadn't yet shed my pajamas or tried to tame the disaster that is my morning bed-head, I stopped at this one.

The rolled up rug (pictured above) was sprawled in all his enormous glory on the lawn.  I wasn't even in the market for a rug, but I couldn't NOT look at this.  Stripy.  Wool.  Gorgeous.  I believe this one rug would probably cost upwards of $600 if I ever shopped in an actual store.  And right next to it, was another rug with brown colored swirls that was heaven to step onto.  So plush.

I walked around the rest of the place, listening to people call out to those in charge asking the price of this leather sofa, or that gold-leafed table. (Did I mention it was a doozy?)  Every thing was more expensive than I was thinking it would be.  (The gold-leafed table was part of a set.  They were asking $300 for the set.  I'm sure that's a bargain, but my tight-fisted soul shrank at the thought.)  Finally, I decided to take my courage in hand and ask about the rugs.

"The brown one is $15. The big one is, what, maybe $30?"  said a lovely blonde with Snuffleupagus-length eyelashes.

"No, no.  That one is $40.  At least!" said another lady, who I refused to look at after that.

The Eyelashes said, "Well, it's her rug, so I guess it's $40."

I had to walk around some more to think it over, telling myself that if I got them it would be worth it. In the walking, I found a few things I couldn't live without.  (How did I not own a copy of "Frankenstein" before that?) In the end, as I'm sure you've deduced, I got both rugs.

When I finally got them hefted out of my car and into my living room, I realized my glorious, big rug was REALLY big.  In fact, I tried to put it on my living room floor, but I might as well just carpet the whole room with it. The plushy brown one is currently next to the sofa.  And the biggie now lives rolled up under my bed, waiting for its time to unfurl its greatness.