2/18/2008

I've become one of those people...

Last week I was heading to the post office from the opposite side of town, so I was in neighborhoods I rarely visit. On a side street I saw a beautiful bungalow with its top torn off. I wish I'd have had my camera, but it was a sad, sad sight. There was nobody around, and a dumpster full of houseparts, so I did what any old house whore lover would have done: I got out for a peek around.

The dumpster was full of beautiful red oak trim, tongue and groove flooring, and windows!

I wanted so badly to root through it, but I was right off a main street and I didn't need the police called on me. Technically, since it's in a dumpster it could be considered trash, and I would be free to root through it, but I don't need any trouble. Instead, I left a note on the door (next to the building department's tag stating they did have a permit for demo!), and asked them to PLEASE call me.

Our house is pine, not oak, but if I could get it cheap enough I'd just donate it to the ReStore. Then at least it wouldn't end up in the dump...

3 comments:

Sandy said...

What a shame they threw things like that out.

Aimee said...

I hope they call you so you can go get some of the goodies!

Ranty said...

Oh I would TOTALLY have done the same thing!!!