Revamped: Bedside Table

So as part of that list of crafts that I wanted to do that I posted a while back, I wanted to refinish my bedside table. Our bedroom is gray, cranberry, black and white with touches of antique gold. (Eventually, when we live somewhere where I can paint the walls, our walls will be gray.) So, I painted the bedside table white with my friend Jessica (free), and replaced the knobs with something that matched better ($12 at Lowe's). At some point, I will replace the knobs and handles on my dresser to match my bedside table. :) So excited to have another piece of our bedroom come together the way I want it!

Girl with the Green Car

So, on Tuesday, when I was babysitting for Lillie, a kid accidentally backed his car into my car (which was parked on the side of the road). Well, my car was not really hurt - just a little scratched on the bumper - but I was truly impressed with this guy. He came up to the house and told me what had happened, asked me to come look at it and offered to pay me for it. He looked to be about 17, and I was surprised by his conscientiousness and determination to do the right thing. Needless to say, the damage was barely noticeable - I may not have even noticed it if he hadn't told me - and I told him not to worry about it. It truly was no big deal.

THEN comes the good part. Today, I went to Lillie's to babysit agin. When I arrived, she handed me this envelope that had "Girl with the Green Car" written on it. I laughed. Apparently he had dropped this off later on Tuesday. Then I opened it, and the first thing I noticed was that it was professional personal stationery. The kind where his full name was imprinted on the top of the notecard. And his address was imprinted on the envelope. Well, I was in the rich neighborhood of High Point, so I shouldn't have been too surprised. Still, it was funny. Then I read it:

Kind HPU student, (probably due to my HPU parking sticker)
I'm very sorry for backing into your car. Only after driving away did I realize you were in an awkward position. You probably take good care of your car and were at least a little upset about some stranger scratching it, but you might have worried you'd sound like a jerk to take it very seriously.
The people at Target cannot fix your car, but people who fix cars don't sell gift cards. Target is more fun anyway.
Apologetically,
Charles E_________

(enclosed was a $25 gift card to Target)

I thought this was the funniest thing ever, but it was also so shockingly nice that for a split second I had the urge to write him back just to say thank you for the card! Either his parents raised him extremely well or he was really bored - either way, I'll take it. Here's to the hope that society is not all corrupt and disappointing after all. :)

And here's a picture of sweet Tyner.