I had been in search of “the chair”.  ”The chair” required certain qualities.  I had searched antique shops, second hand stores, and thrift stores with no luck.  On day this summer I was perusing a photography forum and I saw it.  I sent an email to the photographer asking about where she found “the chair”.  Just so happens her chair was one of a pair.  The photographer happily provided the store information.  A call to the shop keeper to put the chair on hold and confirm directions.  He thought I was crazy when he realized where I was driving from.

I convinced my youngest son “ike” to go on a “junkin adventure”.  Little did he know what he was in store for.  We drove for 3 hours.  We are not off the highway and the shop was going to  close in just a few minutes.  I thought a quick phone call to the shop keeper to let him know I was almost at there.  The grumpy shop keeper told me I’d better hurry cause he was closing…

We weren’t in the store 5 minutes and back on the road.

The trip was worth it (although I doubt Ike would agree).