so i went out to some garage sales, like usual, but was lucky to go without kids. my mom decided to join me on last weekends treasure hunt. we went to many sales and found a little of this and a little of that. then we arrived at an estate sale, that looked like it should be in an episode of american pickers, or better yet hoarders. among all the treasures around, i was drawn to one chair, i tried to ignore it , but it was calling out to me. I am not sure why, because this poor chair was a wreck. i kept on ignoring this chair, and found a set of matching chairs, that did not need as much work, but this chair was still in my head. i bought the two and asked if they would throw the poor, mess of a chair in. they did.