Fulfilling one's destiny

When Kevin was about 13 he watched me fit a new top that I bought that afternoon and was particularly pleased with. He looked at me and said 'that is nice mum, it looks like you have always had it'.

Strangely enough I often think back to those words when I am fitting clothes. If it doesn't look/feel like I have always had it I know it is not going to be my favorite piece of clothing, it works...

Thursday I went for a walk to the Spar for a change and had a look at the notice board. All sorts of course, old cars, tables, beds, a car boot announcement, all sorts. Also in the top corner there was a colour print out of a Pine Welsh Dresser for 70 pound ono (= or near offer, took me a while to get that one!)

Since we are ALWAYS suffering from lack of space due to our tendency to hoard I was really interested because it looked like a great thing with loads of cupboards and drawers, my mouth watered with the idea of how much STUFF I could cram in it and still have some space to display some of our favourite items.

I didn't give us a lot of chance, I know those adverts go up and are then never taken down again and generally when calling they are long gone. So not this one, John gave them a call to save me the embarassement of any language issues and yesterday we had a look.

Wow.. that was a surprise, it is even better than I thought! It was a bit dark in the room where it was but it was very clear to see that the quality was a lot better than expected and it even had extra little drawers in the top bit that I hadn't spotted. And still John had the audacity to say 'you say ONO, to prevent us bartering, how low would you go' :-). And she said 60! Hooray!

So... late this afternoon we made place for it in our house and luckily in the light it still looked as nice as I hoped it would be.

And again I had to think of Kevin, it feels like it belongs here, like it was waiting for us and now finally found its destiny :-)

Need to still sort some lighting out so ignore the xMas lights but meet our Pine Welsh Dresser:

Doesn't it look like it has 'arrived'?

I love this feeling of 'knowing' something is meant for me. Like this house, we stepped inside it and just 'knew' it was ours. I can't ever imagine selling it, just like I can't ever imagine getting rid of this dresser (wonder why it is called a dresser though :-))