For as long as I can remember, I've dreamed of owning a home with a clawfoot bathtub. Our new old home does not have one. But it does have an upstairs bathroom that we will gut completely someday.
I was leaving a local thrift shop. This particular thrift requires you to drive behind the shop to exit, due to the parking lot being a one-lane-one-way situation. I was pulling around back and was on the phone with the mister when I spotted it by the backdoor of the thrift.
A vintage clawfoot bathtub.
I screeched out an, "I'll call you back!" Then I abandoned the car and scrambled to the shop's donation door.
I think I must have looked crazed. My heart was racing.
The employees got the manager for me. She came out and said it had JUST been donated so it hadn't been priced. I told her that I wanted it. Then she spoke the most magical words I have ever heard (except for the time when the mister proposed)......
"How about $37.48?"
The inside of this tub is pristine. As in it has zero rust, no worn porcelain. It has all four feet. THIS DOES NOT HAPPEN!!!!!
So, I went up to the register to pay. (Side note: the DAV has this "check-in" thing where you can get deals every so often if you've registered with them.) I checked in. AND YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE THIS, but my deal was $5.00 off a purchase!
I was getting this mint condition clawfoot tub for THIRTY-TWO DOLLARS AND FORTY-EIGHT CENTS?
(This is the wall side of the tub.....the other side
is finished and will only need to be painted.)
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Later when I went back to pick it up, the employees said they could have sold it two more times in the hour they'd had it.
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Measurements have been taken, and I am 99% positive it'll make it upstairs when the day comes. Until then, you might find me laying in it.......