There’s no doubt in my mind that I have “shopping angels.” These are not your run-of-the-mill-help-you-in-a-life-threatening-situation-angels. I definitely believe in those; I feel their work everyday. But I’m talking here about a specific group of angels that are tasked with the sole purpose of helping me to find exactly what I’m looking for when I’m out shopping. (If you think, I’m kidding, let me assure you that I’m totally NOT!)
Sometimes my angels lead me to the right store at the right time. Other times they lead me to find something that I never even knew I needed but come find I couldn’t have lived without.
This week they came through for me again when they led me to the exact thing I was looking for: burlap fabric (I know, random!) and for next to nothing.
You see, I’ve been wanting to cover the back wall of my antiques booth in burlap fabric for several months now. I want to cover up that God-awful white pegboard. I just love the neutral color and texture that burlap provides, and I think it looks great next to all that chippy paint of the furniture I redo. I especially like the contrast of burlap and gold and brass, oh my!
So off I went on Monday to Joann Fabric to buy some burlap. Ever since I won Joann’s nursery decorating contest last year, I’ve been hitting them up first before my other craft-store-love, Hobby Lobby. That $500 gift card has seen me through many projects, but now I’m down to just $40. (Insert frowny face!)
Did you know that all of the big craft stores offer 40% off one item if you download their app and scan the code at the register? The problem is that you, uh, have to not forget your phone at home to use it, which is what I did on Monday. There wasn’t one coupon to be had in that store, so I left. I’m not a pay-full-price kinda girl, if you hadn’t guessed. There was no way I was paying the full price of $40 for the ten yards of burlap, even if it was “free” with my gift card. I planned to go the next day.
But the following day was a long one. My baby was sorta cranky, so I wasn’t willing to chance a meltdown in Joann Fabric. Instead I decided to take him to the local mall to play in one of those germ-infested play areas. (Don’t judge – I was desperate!)
Down the road we went when a thought popped into my head. “Why don’t you go to Hope Thrift instead of the mall?” Hmmm. That’s a great idea. It’s right next to the hardware store that sells the new brand of paint I want to try so I could kill two birds with one stone.
As I turned the car around and headed in the direction of the thrift shop, I tried to ignore that little bit of mommy guilt that started to creep in for not letting my son go play. I swear my son’s first words are going to be, “Ma, seriously…Goodwill again?!”
Instead I just focused on the feeling that I had that there was going to be something special at the shop for me.
I browsed for awhile and then headed toward the linens. On the first table I came to, I saw what looked like a queen size blanket. At least, that’s what the original package from Kohl’s said. The material was tan in color and the loose weave resembled burlap. Ohhh, but softer. This could work! I started to get excited (think rapid heart beat and shallow breaths).
Before I could even calculate how many yards a queen size blanket was, I unzipped the plastic bag and began to pull it out. Slowly I unfolded it to find that it was not a queen size blanket as indicated on the package, but…wait for it….approximately 9 yards of the most beautiful, soft, burlap-esque fabric you could imagine. I did a little happy dance in the aisle.
But before I could get too excited, there was the little problem of the price tag. Even though I would have spent $24 on the burlap at Joann, $20 was WAY too much to spend at the thrift shop. Now, ordinarily I would not ask for a price reduction at a thrift shop, especially one that is a charity organization for a church, which this one was. But, I felt that this poor fabric was misrepresented as a queen size blanket. So off to the register I went. The sweet lady at the register was very accommodating to my request, and when she threw out $3 as the price, I knew it was not only meant to be, but heaven-sent.
How can you NOT believe in “shopping angels” when you are led to the exact thing, (No, better!) than what you were looking for at the exact moment you needed it?!
The beautiful fabric is now hanging in my booth at Odd Balls Antiques and I just can’t believe what a difference it makes. It just warms up the space so much. And every time I see it, I will think about how my angels led me to it.
Do you believe in “shopping angels?” Have you ever experience them? Tell me about it!