Seller's Regret

I mean, WICKED BAD Seller's Regret.  Like, CHRONIC.  I bought this sign from my Picker buddy Z today.  From the get-go there was a small thought of keeping it niggling at the back of my brain and I didn't even have enough light bulbs for it to show it off in full-blown glory but it was SO COOL I just had to post it on the website and our Facebook page for all the world to see.  Not that I thought much would come of it, I mean it was like, the middle of Thursday and all; but apparently that's what the whole world is spending their time doing in the middle of the workday, parked on salvagechicantiques.com and Facebook instead of actually working.  I had figured I would have plenty of time for my slight interest in this sign to morph into full-blown obsession and probable adoption before anyone would discover it and want to fork over $195 for it.  But seriously no sooner did I post it than the comments and emails started flying and EVERYBODY wanted this sign.  Sigh... SOLD!  Next time, I'll know better.  Oh, who am I kidding, this happens like once a week.