One day BellaMomma told me about an old cupboard she spied at a yardsale. It was an old children's cupboard- meant for play. It was white. It was chippy. But she didn't have the $15 on her at the time so she left it behind and asked the seller to hold onto it for her. She would be back.
Or her daughter would happen upon the same yardsale soon after and swoop up the cupboard. And in my defense- it was like a week later.
I'll leave a little space here to insert the comment that I know is coming sometime today. I bet she tells a different story. Love you, Mom.
I brought it home and put it on an old vanity that....um, BellaMomma bought for me a long time ago. That seems ironic or funny or sad or wrong or something like that.
But here it is. Please note the paint-by-numbers on the top. Apparently she was going back for that too. Oops.
Did you notice the old jars?