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I Love a Bargain!

With Thanksgiving and Christmas on the horizon, with the accompanying guests and parties, I start taking inventory.  Do we have places for everyone to eat, sit, and sleep?  How can we make things more convenient? 

Last year, we used a folding table to supplement our regular tables at Thanksgiving.  This year, said folding table is being used as a craft table.  I could, of course, take everything off the table, but John suggested that we pick up another folding table.  I suggested that if we were going to buy another table, maybe we could find one with a little more character for about the same price. Thanks to craigslist, I was right!

Here's a peek at a couple of the feet:


Aren't they cool?  The table is a drop-leaf style, with 4 additional leaves.  This is what it looks like with the additional leaves removed, and the sides dropped:


The table could definitely use refinishing, but the additional leaves are in good shape.  The table is definitely solid wood--mahogany, John thinks. Imagine how beautiful it will be when the entire table has a finish like this:


(OK, so maybe I should have dusted/polished that leaf first.) I think that if I'm being realistic, the "refinishing" that my Thanksgiving guests will see will be a tablecloth.  Maybe by Thanksgiving 2012, I'll have it really refinished.

Anyway, the table is over 8 feet long when all the leaves are in.  I love the fact that it can be as large or as small as we need it to be.  And I absolutely love that we paid just a bit more than the cost of a utilitarian plastic mass-produced rectangular table.  (Not that there is anything wrong with those--in fact, we will definitely be using utilitarian plastic mass-produced chairs around this new table!)

Thankful thought:  Thanks to my mom, who taught me the joy of bargain-hunting!

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