Once upon a time there was a sweet little stool who was feeling very blue.
She was feeling blue because she was blue, and because she didn’t have a home.
Now there’s nothing wrong with being blue if you want to be blue, but this little stool had always dreamed of being pretty in pink.
She didn’t understand why she was given up by her owner and left in such a strange place.
She was shy and didn’t make friends easily… and to make matters worse the lady at the thrift store put a price on her of $20.
“Nobody will pay $20 for you,” the picture frames said. “We’re only $2 each, and they can put photos and pretty pictures inside us.”
“They can put pretty flowers in us,” said the $1 glass vases. “All you can do is sit there.”
Well, the sweet little stool felt very sad, and was sure that she wasn’t worth $20… or even $10… or even anything at all. How would anyone ever love her and take her home with them?
One by one the nasty picture frames and cheap vases were bought, and the sweet little stool sat in the corner feeling alone and unwanted. She was afraid she would be there forever… or worse!!!
A silver teapot told her that the things that didn’t get bought were eventually taken to the dump. Nobody really knew what that was, but she was quite sure she didn’t want to go there.
Then one day a blonde lady came into the store and fell in love with the sweet little stool, but she wasn’t rich and had to pick and choose how she spent her money. $20 was just too much for her to afford… even though she thought the stool was worth every penny.
The little stool didn’t know this, and felt more worthless than ever. The blonde lady came into the store three days in a row and would look at the stool, but then leave the store… without taking the stool with her.
Each day the sweet little stool became bluer and bluer, but deep down she never gave up on her dream of being pretty in pink.
On the fifth day the blonde lady came into the store again, but the sweet little stool didn’t get her hopes up this time. She was afraid of another broken heart.
Then she saw the blonde lady quickly walking towards her and she actually picked up the sweet little stool. She had never done that before.
Turns out the blonde lady was given some birthday money, and the first thing she wanted to spend it on was the sweet little stool.
“You’re coming home with me,” the blonde lady said. “And you’re not going to be blue anymore.”
Oh the sweet little stool was sooo happy!!!
The sweet little stool was in excellent shape… but the blonde lady decided that she needed some girlification. She was gold, except where she was worn down to the bare silver metal.
So the blonde lady set out to give the sweet little stool the makeover they had both been dreaming of since the day they first saw each other.
All it took was a small square of fabric and a staple gun.
Round and round and round with the staple gun…
and after some trimming… she was all done. (Blurry pic alert!!)
Here’s the blue before of the sweet little stool.
And after some lovely white spray paint… she was finally pretty in pink.
And the sweet little stool will live happily ever after in the blonde lady’s pink and green craft room… where she belongs. (You’ll see her there when the blonde lady gets her room all reorganized.)
It’s just like the writer George Eliot said, “It’s never too late to be who you might have been.”
Never stop dreaming!