I'm off on a
for a week
scouting the Midwest to see what
treasures I can find
Over the last 35 years in this business,
I have heard a million times,
"Ohhhh . . . you have the perrrrfect job!
That's what I want to doooo . . . ."
you know what?
have the perfect job!
I love my job.
I love traveling,
prowling through barns and attics . . .
meeting wonderful folks
all over the country!
I love the thrill of the hunt
the surprise of what I might stumble
onto . . .
Such a surge of adrenaline when I come upon some
especially lovely item
I never expected to find!
Pitter-Pat . . . Pitter-Pat
I love the excitement of packing my bags and loading the gear necessary for a road trip!
on the top!
you name it - I may need it on any given journey!
I've been chased by tornadoes
swept off the road in high winds
startled by snakes
tickled by mice
followed by strange men.
Or was that "tickled by strange men" ?
(Heck - I've bought antiques from some pretty strange men!)
Hi Mike - not you . . .
There's a wonderful sense of anticipation as I set out on the road to hunt for treasure.
I have developed a network of friends and suppliers
across the country
come to know a lot of wonderful folks who
share my obsession.
(Guys with 6 huge sheds full of who knows what.)
I recently bought from a gentleman who'd been on the American Pickers T.V. show.
Before I leave town
I make a few calls
to determine who's got some fresh finds
plot my journey
It's pretty common for one picker to send me on to another,
so the trail can meander somewhat . . .
but it's all good.
I may find things at auction or in someone's barn or attic.
There may be some farm sales
You name it, I've shopped it.
There is a kinship among the group
I find I can be invited home to supper
or to share a glass of iced tea on the porch
as likely as not.
We may sit late and swap lies
keep on prowling by the light of a lantern.
It's always fun.
This trip is extra special
because my daughter
(who is my new partner)
is joining me on the trip.
We'll enjoy the camaraderie
as well as
I'll be back next week with a big truckload
of sweet antiques for you to see
I never know what I'll find.
I may head out with a desire for French Country
but find instead that I come upon a wealth of industrial chic
Italian Florentine and crystal chandeliers!
As the saying goes . . .
"The worst day antiquing is better than the best day working!"