For three days I stood in the middle of my in-laws barn and sold vintage indoor and outdoor furniture and collectibles.
For the first time in since I closed my furniture store ten years ago, I felt the rush of excitement in selling even the most minute of items, from $2 plastic hummingbirds to $200 dressers.
There is a flow state here for me, the same plane I fly when I am writing.
Dust flies out of my brain and also out of the barn floor.
Perhaps I am manic like my sister, insanely excited about giving old picnic baskets new light and renovating beat up coffee tables.
Well, whatever.
"If it makes you happy," sings Sheryl Crow.
Indeed.
5 comments:
Wish I could've been there with a wad of cash!
Did you come out with an empty garage?
This is the cutest shop ever! Congrats on getting it up and running. I look forward to shopping there in perosn one day! :)
Kerry, what a great idea. Are you going to hold regular sales?
Is the name a mix of Max and Jilly?
Marcia
Kerry, what a great idea. Are you going to hold regular sales?
Is the name a mix of Max and Jilly?
Marcia
Kerry, what a great idea. Are you going to hold regular sales?
Is the name a mix of Max and Jilly?
Marcia
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