Today you are YOU,
That is truer than true.
There is no one alive
who is ‘Youer’ than YOU.
Dr Seuss
Ahhh. . . uniqueness. . . it’s what sets us all apart.
We are all unique in our own special way. I think we appreciate that as we get older. We all bloom and grow at different speeds, different times, and in ways unlike anyone else. One of those things that set us apart is our different likes and dislikes. . . and as I found out this morning, beauty is very definitely in the eye of the beholder.
I arrived too early for an appointment this morning, so popped into a thrifting haunt near-by that I often frequent. I had a wander around, did a few circuits to check out the goodies and one particular item kept grabbing my attention. It just spoke to me – you know how it is!! It was definitely unique. . . what you’d call one-of-a-kind. . . [giggle] just like me really!!
I picked it up, examined it, checked out the price, put it down, did another lap, picked it up again. . . then I had the inevitable conversation with myself (as you do). . . “NO, I really don’t need it”. . . “but it’s speaking to me”. . . “No, you don’t have time to make it over”. . . “but one day I will”. . . and on it went.
Then to my horror, while I had the internal quarrel going on, someone else spied my unique find. Oh noooooooooooooo, an elderly gentleman picked it up. . . he inspected it, turned it over, clearly thought it a good price too and summoned his wife over.
I watched and listened as he tried to sell the virtues of this piece to his wife and all the time I was chastising myself for putting the item down.
My decision was made – I wanted it!!
My belly did back flips as he pleaded his case. May I just add here, that he evidently had good taste and an eye for potential, but he was somewhat lacking in the persuasiveness department – (perhaps after a gazillion years of marriage he just knew when he was beat). His wife was having NONE of it. . . “it’s a piece of rubbish” she said, “it’s ugly and dirty”. . . and other words like vulgar, hideous and unsightly were, in my opinion, unfairly banted around.
That was it, end of conversation, he gave in all too easily and I did feel a little pity for him. . .
but not enough to stop me swooping in and grabbing that piece before his fingerprints had even evaporated off the side of it.
Hey, all’s fair in thrifting. It’s part of the code of conduct you know:
“He who hath placed hands upon the item is its purchaser, unless he shall later place the item uponeth a shelf and walketh away.”
Luckily I had just enough time to make my purchase and dash breathlessly to my appointment with hideous, ugly and dirty item tucked under my arm.
I got me some looks let me tell you, but hey. . . I’m unique.
Hugs ~ Kerry
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