I’ve spoken before about the trouble you can get in to when you work with old stuff. When you sell antiques, it’s hard not to take everything home with you.
This month my object of fixation has been this fantastic map of Portland.
It’s just beautiful, and practical, too — I got visions of giving guests directions home using my 1953 visual aid.
I talked myself out of it, then into it again, then out of it… Eventually my partner told me to indulge myself, and that it would be my Christmas present. So when I came in to work today and saw the big ol’ SOLD tag on it, I was crushed.
I went and moped at my co-worker about it. “I thought you didn’t want it! But let me tell you about these customers…”
It sold to a couple who had both been born in Portland, but met in San Francisco. They were visiting family for the holidays, and stopped by our store to look for a focus piece for their dining room. They needed something with a good scale to it, and if it reminded them of home, perfect! This map is certainly that.
I’m happy that it’s going to a good home, even if it isn’t mine! I retract my moping.