I'll take what's your crap worth for eight hundred and fifty Alex...
I spent the morning finding out what our craps worth. I was frustrated because on the whole of the world wide web I could only find one reference to my china after two days of searching. I know it's probably not worth much, but it's "dish night" china so to me, that makes it special.
This isn't my picture but this is what it looks like...
So, I figured if I couldn't find that, I'd find our other stuff. The Victrola, which is technically Nathan's, even though I don't let him get his grubby hands anywhere near it, the penny scale and the filing cabinet, all run about $850 each. I like them too much to consider selling any of it, lucky for them, but one thing that stood out was this ugly, useless, cast iron lighthouse, also selling for $850.
It looks like this..
I never liked that thing, I'd sell it in a heart beat. I almost gave it away once to a friends dad who collects lighthouses. I'm glad I didn't now! That'd be a pisser to see on Antiques Roadshow..."How did you acquire the hideous piece?" "Oh, my kids stupid friend gave it to me.".."Well, haha for her! This ugly piece of metal is worth almost a thousand dollars!"
I think I'll sell it and buy a couch, which I said I'd never do until Nathan moved out, he'd just spill something on it in three seconds. It used to be spit-up and baby pee, now it's noodle soup and chocolate milk. Anyway, it's getting pretty thread barren and Nathan said he's never moving out, anyhow. I asked what if he gets married? He said he and his wife will just sleep in his room. I asked, what if they had kids? He said then they'd sleep in his room and he and his wife would sleep in ours. I asked, where are we supposed to sleep? He hadn't thought that far ahead. I hope he finds us a good nursing home!
So, if you know anybody that's got $850 burning a hole in their pocket and likes ugly, heavy, useless pieces of metal that's also a no good lamp, just let me know, because somewhere there's a couch with removable, washable cushions calling my name.
It looks like this..
I think I'll sell it and buy a couch, which I said I'd never do until Nathan moved out, he'd just spill something on it in three seconds. It used to be spit-up and baby pee, now it's noodle soup and chocolate milk. Anyway, it's getting pretty thread barren and Nathan said he's never moving out, anyhow. I asked what if he gets married? He said he and his wife will just sleep in his room. I asked, what if they had kids? He said then they'd sleep in his room and he and his wife would sleep in ours. I asked, where are we supposed to sleep? He hadn't thought that far ahead. I hope he finds us a good nursing home!
So, if you know anybody that's got $850 burning a hole in their pocket and likes ugly, heavy, useless pieces of metal that's also a no good lamp, just let me know, because somewhere there's a couch with removable, washable cushions calling my name.
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