
Nope, I haven't lost it yet - just wanted to share a little experience I had this week. Let me first go back about 2 years when G'ma V was up visiting. At that time, she asked J if there was anything of hers that he wanted. He replied that he would like the "desk". The desk is an old one that she used for many years in her office and later bought from the county to put in her home. That day, it was decided that J's name would go on the desk.
In March when I drove to AZ, I stopped by his sister's to pick up the desk and bring it home. Then I moved my rolltop desk out of the way and replaced it with a nice flat top desk that the monitor would fit on so much nicer. The desk is wonderful and we are very happy to have it.
Back in 1983, I wanted a rolltop desk more than anything else I could think of so when I found this one, we bought it and brought it home. Over the past 23 years, we have moved it from house to house and state to state with J doing a lot of complaining about the desk. But that was "my desk" and I "loved" it. It's extremely heavy and with the new desk, I knew it was not something we needed any longer. We talked about what to do with it. I had asked my children and neither of them were interested in it - can't blame them for that as it is totally impractical to use with a computer.
For the past several months, we have been talking about what to do with this desk. Monday morning, when I sat down to my computer, a thought came to me (or was that a prompting) to put an ad in the Thrifty Nickel. Of course, you are thinking, why not sell the desk. But that's not what I decided to do. I decided that I would put it in the giveaway section. I typed up a quick little ad (which are free by the way) saying Free for pickup - rolltop desk, we'll help you load. Then I stressed for 3 days whether anyone would be willing to come way out here even for something free and if no one did, what was I going to do with this thing.
Yesterday morning, I got a call from a man who asked if his parents (who live 16 miles from us) could come and pick up the desk. He told me that his mother has always wanted one. I told him that would be fine - if they could come between 4:30 and 5:00 yesterday afternoon as that is the only time my husband would be at home.
At 4:00 a lady called and said, "My son told me to come to your house and pick up a desk so I wanted directions how to get there". I told her and she said they would be here on time.
J got home from work and we moved the desk out of the house so it would be easy to load up. Guess I should say easier because I still wasn't sure how we were going to get that desk in the back of a pickup and I had a feeling the people coming to pick it up were even older than us so probably wouldn't be much help.
At 4:35, a blue dodge pulled into the drive way and a gentleman about 75 or so got out. Followed by his wife - much the same age and very tiny. She glanced over, saw the desk and the look on her face was priceless. She kept saying things like "oh, it's so beautiful", "I've always wanted a rolltop desk", "it will be so treasured by our family", "you're just going to give it away". Since J has had to move the thing so often, it didn't take long for us to get it loaded up. The gentleman talked to John for a little while about growing up in this area. Then the lady gave me a big hug and said "God bless you". All I could think of to say was "He surely has." and then added "Happy Mother's day from your son".
3 comments:
Oh. What a sweet story!! I'm proud of you.. See, mom, you are learning what life is really about. There's hope for you yet :) Though I'm in a bit of shock that you just gave away that desk. I remember how much you had wanted it, but it had become something that just collected papers and took up space..
What I can't help but wonder, however, is how did those old people get the desk out of the truck and into their house?? Or is it still in the back of their truck?
(nice pic by the way.. those wood panelled walls look lovely in your home)
They have friends and family to help them unload at their end. As for the walls - that picture was taken in the tiny town house we were living in in Red Lodge 5 years ago. Your father and I both say it was the best house we ever lived in. I wish this place was half the size it is - then I could get rid of everything. Meanwhile, I'm moving the bear room downstairs and am going to make a little bedroom for the granddaughters upstairs - just haven't decided how to decorate yet. Glad you haven't given up on me - love ya.
You should let J help you pick out the decorations! Though, try to steer her away from the pink stuff!!
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