This is my yellow lamp.
One Saturday on my way to work, I saw a tag sale on the side of the road. It was this vibrant yellow lamp that caught my eye. (Side note: I really disliked working Saturdays during tag sale season) It had no shade but matched my safety yellow jcrew chinos perfectly. It had to be mine.
$12 paid. Into the car it went.
I marched into work with my trophy and showed it to my co-worker, Ryan. Apologized for being late... you see there was this tag sale... He indulged me and shared in my delight. Ryan made Saturdays fun. He was a fantastic person to work with on those busy days when customers picked my creative brain for free. I'd give them all the ideas and courage; he'd mix their paint. Eating lunch was a luxury. My yellow pants were part of one of my signature outfits at Sherwin Williams. I used to joke when I wore my special pants that people actually took color advice from a nut ball who would wear such a thing. Sometimes my co-workers would a chant "Yellow pants! Yellow pants!". Those were great days.
After I punched out, I headed to Wallignford Lamp and Shade. I used to do their window displays. My dear friend's Dad is the owner. John always laughs at the the lamps I pull from the side of the road. It's nice to be appreciated for who I am (that's how I choose to take his laughter). Together we found this black shade. I was wishing it was navy (this was slightly before the navy blue craze started) .
I added the red finial as John shook his head and thought to myself: That'll do.
The other treasures currently surrounding this lamp are:
- the Ethan Allen table that belonged to my grandmother and then my aunt and now me
- a bamboo essential oil diffuser (quite stylish) from my mom
- a cobalt blue vase from an estate (Stevenson Road❤️) my dad's business bought when I was about 7 or 8 holding flowers from my husband for Christmas
- a red rocket ship (and its alien) I was so excited to buy our daughter on her second Christmas that sits on an ugly Skechers shoebox
- the beautiful staircase, pretty much the only original thing that remains in our renovated 1860s house
- a calligraphy quote from my mom "What of you had the courage to follow your heart?"
And rest assured. YES! I still have the yellow pants. They are faded, with only one small paint stain and hang in my closet. I don't work at Sherwin Williams any more. Now I eat lunch every day and am on my feet much less. Needless to say the pants don't fit anymore. I've lost touch with Ryan but will remember him fondly.