My job is really really boring. It's a small office with only 6 employees. I am in the front reception so I have to be there all during the day. Really really really boring. I am usually there by myself most of the time. My boss was in and out all day. I was sitting there today thinking, "I need to find another job, I don't like this." Then about 3pm my boss walked in and said,
(First I need to do a flash-back for you: my boss and his wife are the owners, her mother lives in a house across the street from the business, a very very nice house. She is 86 years old and has just recently moved into a retirement home. her family is selling her house.)
So my boss said, "Gin we are cleaning out Mona's house, there are a few odd and end things left like flower pots and such. Would you like to go over and see if you want any." So in a reserved business professional kind of way I said, " Yes, I will go over and look." But really to my self I said, "Be still my heart!" I had been hearing them talk about moving stuff out of the house and wanted so bad to go over and even buy some stuff.
I went over to the house and loaded up my truck with large pretty ceremic flower pots.
See how pretty. They all look this good.

Some have dead plants in them. .
And some contain fake flowers.

I didn't resist any of them. Isn't this oval one above so pretty. It almost looks like a serving dish.
I ended up with 10 large ones and 4 small ones.

And even a few lamps were loaded in my truck.

These 2 lamps date back from years ago. I like them.

And this one is a pretty light light blue with that embossed design you see. The camera was held crooked because I had to stretch my arm out to get to it to get the picture.

I presented myself very lady like and reserved as I loaded up, Even though I had that flea market/garage sale excitement that comes along with such a good treasure find. And even better because all this was free.
I even got a set of dessert cups and a portable treadmill thingy.
All in a days work!!
gin