Well......We could always strap it on the roof....

Good morning friends! Today is another lesson in how desperate times call for desperate measures. In the junk biz that izzzzz.

Mr. OTM and I went on a junk trip and filled the truck with a bunch of awesome stuff.

We had loaded and re-loaded the truck countless times.

We were on our LAST re-load.

I had paid and we were out in the parking lot.

Close

so

close.

AND THEN I SPOTTED THIS 10 foot beauty lurking behind some bushes.

Mr.OTM sees me going over to take a peek...

He yells "come back Beth come back, we don't have any more room!"

{Between you and me...there is ALWAYS more room.....}

No price so I had to go back inside. He knows he's lost me at this point.

When I heard $70.00 bucks I KNEW we had to figure out how to get this thing home.

That's when my darling of darlings says those magic hillbilly words.....

We could always strap it on the roof!!

{Ahhhhh...I fell in love all over again.}

So that is exactly what we did!

Cue the music cuz we headed down the road for our two hour trip home!

There once was a story bout a gal named Beth...

Strapped the sign on her roof and couldn't care less....

She got a trunk full o junk and couldn't be more happy.....

So off to the shop and unload it merrily!!!!!

Oh the pride of being a junk dealer!!

I LOVE IT!!

P.S. If any one is in need of an adorable chippy boat anchor I just listed one in my Etsy shop!

Seriously!

:-)