Seriously...2 Dollars???

Yesterday as we were driving from

 Christians Football game to 

Smiths football game,

I noticed a big 

"estate sale today"

 sign on the side of the road.

I bit my tongue for about 20 seconds

then told Dre 

"we HAVE to turn around!"

Since we had 30 min.

before Smiths game started,

I felt OK about the detour.

Dre pulled me right up to the front of the house

 and I dashed in.. 

When I saw this spaghetti poodle

on a table in the driveway

and asked how much 

and 

her response was 

"a quarter"

I got giddy...

(especially when I saw it's twin sister at an antique store for $16 a week ago)

So now

 I was really excited about

 what I'd find inside.

I walked into the house and...

 it was almost  completely empty :(

There were cardboard boxes 

scattered around the living room floor

and two of those 

jazzy wheelchair things in the corner.

Uggg...

this did not look promising.

Well...

I decided to do 

a little digging through those boxes

 and

 take a gander

 at all the vintage awesomness I found...

and the piece de resistance...

this awesome vintage blow mold cookie jar!!!

After I was sure I had done a thorough digging, 

I walked outside with all this loot in my arms.

There was no real check out,

so I looked for someone 

who seemed like they knew what was going on.

Because nothing was priced,

I set everything down 

so the lady in charge could look through it all.

When I heard her say

"Umm...2 dollars?"

I was sure I had heard wrong.

Me: "for all of this, are you sure?"

Her: "yep!"

WHAT?????

I had 4 dollar bills in my wallet

so I handed them all to her,

Me: "here, it's worth at least this."

Her: "oh no, take this back" (handing me the 2 extra dollars)  

but I insisted.

(oh how generous of me, like it was $100 or something!) 

I totally felt like I was ripping her off!

Since the house was almost empty,

I'm guessing they had probably been there awhile,

 were completely over it,

 and were ready to junk it all.

So I helped them get rid of it right?

(I'm still trying to justify said rip-off)

So...

 I walked off

 (felt like skipping)

 with my vintage stash

for 4 DOLLARS!!!

Detours aren't always a bad thing...