So, even though we have to wait to really get our place set up until we're done painting, (we're picking up baby friendly paint at the store this afternoon!!!) I couldn't help pulling over when I passed by a perfectly good end table sitting in someone's trash. Dan helped me (somewhat begrudgingly) carry the table to our car. It took him a bit longer to see what I see in this particular item- unparalleled personality. The table was not, however, allowed to come into the house that night. It needed to "air out" and get thoroughly cleaned before it was to be accepted as a part of our living space. After a thorough cleaning I fell even more in love with my trash picked endtable, and Dan, well... he's warming up.