This cart was meant to be mine. I loved her at first sight. She was holding grungy tools at a garage sale, and her sticker said $10. I didn't have $10 with me, and I didn't have any money left in my "mad money" part of the budget. There were plenty of years during which the only "mad money" we had was the money that I spent and consequently made Tim mad. However, these days, our budget does allow me some money to decorate the house, buy fancy hand soap instead of Dial, buy mums for the porch, etc. I digress... Anyway, I had already spent that week's "mad money" and I'm really trying to be a budget girl, although it is so very hard. I walked away from this love-at-first-sight happy yellow cart.
Fast forward two weeks. My mad money had been replenished, and I had a crisp $10 bill. I thought, "maybe they are having a yard sale again this week-end". I drove by, but no such luck. I had been dreaming of the happy yellow cart in my sleep. Much to my boys' dismay...actually, just the big boy's dismay, the other two didn't even know what was happening...I parked in the driveway and knocked on the back door. No answer. Knocked again. Still no answer. I went around to the front door. She answered!!!! Now what do I say?? I went with the truth....I saw a happy yellow cart at your garage sale a couple of weeks ago and I didn't have any money but I've been dreaming of the happy yellow cart and I know this is really really weird but is there any chance you still have it and you would sell it to me???? (fingers crossed, hoping she doesn't slam the door in my face)
She smiled and said, "Of course! I'll meet you out there." We cleaned off the grungy tools. I handed her the crisp $10 bill. The happy cart became mine. She makes me smile every time I walk by her. It's like we've been together forever.
