Big strides were made over the weekend, starting with our home’s garden unit! You might remember that we’re turning our former two-flat into a single family home, but we also have a finished basement that we’ve been avoiding since our July move-in… until recently. We’re working with the city on some zoning restructuring (and once we can share more details on that learning process, we definitely will!), and in the meantime, we logged many, many man hours – these two! – on Saturday. We’ve been cleaning, spackling, de-bugging and replacing closet doors. We vacuumed bread crumbs from the cabinets and somehow filled an entire trash bin. We stared at the former owner’s shortcuts and cursed, loudly and often.
It was trying at times, and there may have been tears shed (me) followed by we can do this! speeches (him).
As a reward for our hard work, we hit the sack by 10PM like the two, old aching back DIY-ers we are, because at 5AM on Sunday morning our alarm would go off – but for good reason! Sunday morning, we packed our camera, fueled up on pancakes (in our usually bustling neighborhood diner) and hit the road for Wisconsin. We were going to the Elhorn Flea Market!
It was the last one of their summer season, and we’d been meaning to go all year – but then we bought a house, and well, the crumbling walls and ceilings took priority. Because we’re in the limbo stage of construction – and because we craved a much needed change of scenery – we took to Elkhorn like kids on Christmas. Held at the Walworth County Fairgrounds, this flea is unlike any we’ve ever been to. It was huge. The sun was in full force, booths of stuff abound, happy people bustled, and the smell of coffee, bratwursts, and fried foods came from every direction.
You guys, I wore a fanny pack with nothing in it but cash and lip gloss. (It promise it was not your mother’s fanny pack, although I realize that’s up for debate.) We meant business; I had to keep these arms free for browsing.
It’s frightening how much can happen before noon when you wake up early enough; by 11:30, we’d been at the flea for over 3 hours. While we had been on the lookout for light fixtures, a rug and some living room chairs (none of which we found), we did load the car with other loot (we’ve been doing that a lot lately!) – all of which was found in the first 30 minutes of our time at the fairgrounds.
By noon, we stopped for cheap fuel, a couple cases of our favorite beer, and a pumpkin patch! When we passed it – Wisconsin is magical, we tell you – Scott half-jokingly asked if I wanted to pick a pumpkin or two. Um, yes, please!
By early afternoon (and a cat nap later for this girl), we had finally made it home. And if you’re wondering, well, what did you get, what did you get? Here’s a better look at what was on that cart:
Those dining chairs! It’s so hard to think that far ahead, but after publicly announcing to our friends that we’d host the annual Friendsgiving dinner, we knew we’d need somewhere to seat them. (Now, where to find the table?) They’ll need a quick wood refresh, but other than that, they’re golden. To say we’re obsessed with them is an understatement. Even after we spent the rest of our day in the garden unit (again), we’d randomly say to each other, remember when we bought those chairs? Ah, good times.
Scott had been on the hunt for the just-right vintage fan (they’re a dime a dozen at most flea markets), but this one fit the bill perfectly. And when the same vendor had an antique “lap desk,” Scott insisted this was just the thing for painting my mini portraits; I had been resisting an easel for years, because I prefer a more reclined surface. This guy, though? It’s changing my life already. It slides up and down in almost any direction, or it can lay completely flat and boost up, if all I needed was a little lift. (You know?)
We also scooped a Paul Simon record that had been on Scott’s wishlist for a while (man, we are seriously missing our turntable), a Thin Lizzy album (because why not?), and a vintage Coach purse (that I can’t stop staring at).
I’m thinking half-day trips should be on the agenda more often. Scott?