I think that jabbering on about my antiques booth on That Old House is boring for TOH readers . . . so Booth jabber will now be on this blog, That Old Stuff.
Which I began a year and a half ago.
And wrote one post.
And didn't even make it public.
This was my first booth set-up, above.
I opened my booth at Somerville Center Antiques during Thanksgiving week 2011. Most things sold, eventually, and new things came and went. Which made me realize that if I wanted to really have some fun with this . . . I needed more space.
6' x 9' just wasn't going to make it.
In August 2012, my little booth moved into a bigger space - 8' x 12' - and so far, so good.
Oh yikes. When I see the booth in pictures, it looks awful. I really need to do something about those walls.
And that is not a horrid black stain in these pictures; it is something on the lens of my camera. My hated Nikon. Hmmm ... could this be a good enough reason to get a new Canon?
Please say "Yes!"
Furniture is what I really love to find. Today I picked up an antique spinet desk at a beautiful home in Glen Rock, New Jersey. The desk is adorable.
And one way or another, I'll squeeze it into the booth. Check back on Friday. Right now, it's still in the red minivan, on its back, snoozing, and faintly rattling at speeds above 40 MPH.
One of the hardest things about selling antiques and vintage stuff is . . . you kind of want to keep things. Like, most things.
Like, a nice old quilt. Does anyone out there know the name of this quilt pattern? What I know about old quilts is pretty much nuttin' honey.
Remember the one-drawer stand I got off Craigslist last Thursday? It sold the second day in the new booth. Furniture works for me.
But what about wanting to keep everything you find? You watch an episode of Hoarders, and there goes your need to keep it all. Plus, you remind yourself that you have a husband.
Sanity. It's a Good Thing.
And now I need to go and figure out how to make this blog public. Ugh. Not my strong suit -- Cass