this morning at 7:30am i found myself in brookline buying a mirror from a guy who's ad i saw on craig's list.
i've been lurking on craig's list for a few weeks, looking for cheap used home furnishing items to buy, contacted a few people (usually about photos, but i did write a nasty anonymous note to a guy selling his G3 for an obscene amount of money), but never actually bought anything. so this morning was my first craig's list transaction. i am no stranger to this secret world, having accompanied eliza when she got her used monitor, so i knew what to expect, which meant i had a 6" backup knife hidden in my boot strap and made sure nobody was ever behind me. going to brookline of course meant i'd get lost, but nevertheless, i was still early for my appointment, so i parked and read my book in the car. never arrive early, always arrive on time, or slightly late. i had an embarassing moment when i couldn't find the apartment number and had to resort to a cellphone call asking the seller for further directions. with renewed and correct orientation, i located the apartment, the seller opening the door for me.
once inside the apartment, i immediately fell in love with it. WHAT AM I SAYING? I'M NOT HERE TO BUY A CONDO! old habits die hard it seems. but truthfully, the place was like a maze, must've been 1500 square feet of space, although a little dark. for a brief second i had some second thoughts about maybe i should've bought a place in brookline instead of cambridge. at least i would've had a parking space (most places in brookline include some form of parking space, deeded or rental, since there's no street parking at night), and the interior architecture of brick homes south of the charles river (which includes brookline) are always interesting. ANYWAY, back to the craig's list story.
the mirror was no ordinary mirror my friend. it didn't tell me who was the fairest (that answer i already know),
but it was a free standing nyland mirror from ikea (my first ikea! <gushing>), towering over 6 feet tall, made from imitation mahogany wood (not like the color in the image, which is a blue variant). he had some other stuff to sell ("i'm moving to california," he said in his neatly pressed black shirt, about to go to work), i eyeballed his remaining inventory, didn't want anything else, gave him $40 in cash for the mirror (the nyland originally retailed for $80), and he helped open doors for me while i slowly walked out sideways, hugging the behemoth in my arms. into the suv went the large reflection apparatus. i drove him with this fear that as soon as i got back, there'd be a large crack in the mirror. fortunately that fear was unfounded. like a hero returning with the spoils of war, i hauled the mirror into the house, setting it up in my bedroom.
so now i am a proud owner of a used free standing mirror that towers over 6 feet tall. it might be a little bit too much mirror for me. who am i kidding? i've got vanity smurf written all over me, this huge mirror is perfect!