After the Victorian wardrobe salvage saga… After spending four hours in an unheated building. After ripping apart a wall with a toothpick. After loading and unloading a truck until nearly midnight… Paul told me to stop looking on Craigslist for a while. He said I had reached my quota. I nodded and pretended like he(…)
When you SEE what I just got on Craigslist? You will fall over. But first you need the prequel— about my antique mirror fetish… So you can understand how on top of the Victorian wardrobe, this year is ushering in an entirely new and stratospherically-superior level of craigslist treasures.