Time Travel Thursday #26 — The Ones That Got Away!

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Welcome to the 26th Time Travel Thursday linky party at the Brambleberry Cottage.

Are you ready for our next trip back in time and into the future?

Great!  Here we go.

One of the advantages of being a dealer is having numerous outlets to trade up on—or just get rid of—personal pieces that no longer suit your taste or décor.

Such was the case with the old country cabinet you see above.

I loved the funky-junk look of it, when I bought it five years ago for my mudroom.

I had contemplated selling it for about a year—before I actually did at the Liberty Show in the spring of 2010. 

Then weeks later, I sold this old farm piece at the Cameron Street Fair.

We had had this piece for about fifteen years, and it had served us well—in the Yankee's workshop and then in our family room, for TV and stereo storage.

One of things I thought was so cool about the piece was the way the old farmer, who had given it to us, and had created a pattern out of the nails he had used for its construction.

This old medicine chest was in pretty good shape when we found it—for next to nothing—at our favorite junkin' spot.

Besides giving it a thorough cleaning, all we had to do was replace the beaded-board back, add a bit of decorative trim at the top, and repaint it.

Since the master bath of the cottage already had a vintage medicine chest, I let this one go. 

This cute shelf was purchased for my daughter's room when she was a young preteen.

At the time, it sported a mellow wood stain.

We gave it a French Chic look to sell it.

Aren't these the most fabulous industrial chairs?!!!

I tried my best to figure out a way to make them work in my cottage—but to no avail. 

So, I sold them at the Cameron show.

This is the very first pair of shabby chic nightstands we ever created—parts of an antique vanity.

As soon as they were finished, I decided I was going to keep them...

that is, until the completion of the second pair.

I have this thing for old architectural pieces.

Hubby found these gorgeous antique bedposts at another of our favorite haunts and purchased them with the intent to sell them.

The minute I saw them, I knew they would be perfect for making some one-of-a-kind something for the cottage.

The Yankee vetoed that idea—seeing how we already have a barn full of awesome architectural pieces.

Once upon a time, this lovely piece was the top of a Victorian fireplace mantel.

We made it into a shelf, shabbied it up...

and sold it.

I've collected vintage enamelware for years, but this was the only piece I have ever owned with this incredible robin's-egg-blue color.

It was a perfect match for my vintage tablecloth—as you can see above.

For some reason—and for the sake of me, I cannot remember why—I grew tired of it and sold it.

So, where does the title of this post come into play?

No sooner had I sold each of these vintage treasures, then I began to have "seller's" remorse.

Sometimes having so many outlets to sell from can be a big DISadvantage!

Linking to Mel's Cabin for Woodworking Wednesday, Leigh's for Thrifty Thursday, Betty Bee's Buzz for Buzz, Brag, and Bee Happy Friday, Jessica's for Favorite Things Friday, and Meg's for Everything But the Kitchen Sink.