willietheweirdo
Tele-Afflicted
For the first 15 years of my life my family had a "wood pile" in the living room. It was stacked up even with the staircase and we used to climb on it as kids. I thought my dad was looking for someone to sell it to--or maybe we were going to get hardwood floors when we could afford it--and I never questioned that or gave it a second thought.
When we moved he must have offloaded it cheap, given it to a trade that was working on the house, or otherwise disposed of it somehow.
Turns out that had been a full cord of Brazilian rosewood! Someone with nothing liquid had given it to him as payment for professional work before I was born. My mom had to have been so mad!!
That's crazy.
When we moved he must have offloaded it cheap, given it to a trade that was working on the house, or otherwise disposed of it somehow.
Turns out that had been a full cord of Brazilian rosewood! Someone with nothing liquid had given it to him as payment for professional work before I was born. My mom had to have been so mad!!
That's crazy.