The two tiered wicker table in Sellwood listed TWICE a day EACH DAY
And I realize that Craigslist is a terrific place to fix that jones - isn't it great that we all get to list our old unwanted, unneeded, `just won't work in our home' stuff? And isn't the amount of stuff we don't want, need, or just plain won't fit mind boggling!? And isn't it even better when you find something you've been looking for, something really specific, and you're not going to have to pay retail because, by God, you just found it secondhand, for a sweet deal on CL! RIGHT ON don't you just LOVE IT!!??
I've been on a mission for a few weeks now. I'm searching for a coffee table. Nothing fancy, just a good quality second hand coffee table to go in my good quality second hand house. So every day I look, and I search by `table'. Just table, because not everyone calls a coffee table a table. So I search by `table' so I can cast a wider net. And EVERY SINGLE DAY, at least TWICE a day, for SO MANY days in a row that it's absolutely googely, you have listed this little two tiered wicker table. You know it, yes you do know it darn it, so don't pretend you don't. You've taken new pics, you delete your previous listings, and you try and try and you try to PLEASE GOD unload this thing.
Now I'm telling you, because I see that table every damn day, at least twice a day, that there isn't a single person on CL that wants you to sell that table more than I do. God as my witness, I swear that's true. I am nearly at the point of PAYING someone to buy that little table from you just so I don't have to look at it anymore. Whenever I type in `table' as my search, and yet AGAIN see your two tiered wicker table listed, I become a bit more neurotic about it. I've even thought about that damned table when I'm NOT on CL, it irritates me so much. It makes me want to cry, it makes me want to scream, it makes me want to devour a 2 lb bag of peanut M&Ms followed by a 2 liter bottle of Pepsi.
For some reason, quite sadly, the little table isn't wanted at present. Day after day, it's rejected. Sad, lonely little table, I guess no one realizes just how charming it is, or no one has room for a little white wicker two tiered table right now. Or perhaps it's just kismet and the table was meant to be yours, and yours alone. Maybe someday you'll find a good home for it, somewhere.
But not HERE, and NOT NOW.