A bit of good fortune
We live in a small cul de sac with five families.
In 1984, on a questionable tip from a friend, we purchased a chest of drawers from a mega furniture retailer here in Denver.
Well, forty years later, it was time to part ways with this invaluable family treasure.
In my eighth decade of life, I decided that nearly daily trips to a local gym had equipped me to get this monstrosity downstairs.
Whew…backing it down a flight of steps alone seemed to be as much work as keeping Von Miller from sacking the quarterback.
Thankfully, the fellas who delivered our new furniture agreed to put it on the curb in hopes someone would claim and use it for the next four decades.
Sally put a very nice ‘FREE’ sign on it last Friday and, believe it or not, there were no takers.
Our longtime neighbor suggested hauling it to Goodwill which I promptly did.
Leaving the cul de sac, I noticed neighbors in all four houses giving me the thumbs up sign.
Upon my return, the fella across from us came over to shake my hand and said their realtor had called to inform them that their house value had plummeted $40,000 in just six days.
*** The fella at Goodwill asked if I wanted a receipt but I declined wanting to give no time to reverse their decision to take this tired family heirloom.
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