For years when I’d hear anyone talk about their style of furnishings I’d look around and think, hmmm I have that unique look of Comfort Yard Sale. My husband wasn’t always thrilled with my easy going taste (or lack of) but we were always comfortable. With a bit of a shoulder shrug I’d think, comfort and used doesn’t have to be worn or distasteful, we’re good.

Years ago (1990’s) when my boys were young I had a very large tea pot collection. Our living room had a vaulted ceiling and looked into the kitchen. Looking towards the kitchen there was an archway and since the living room was vaulted, this archway was quite high. My husband put up shelves on the living room side of the archway for my teapot collection.

I loved teapots but was cheap so I only bought used teapots and typically from yard sales. I had a $5.00 limit on myself so I didn’t get carried away. I always liked the older looking teapots as well. They always looks great along side my grandmother’s old teapot.

One day we were having pizza delivered. I opened the door and for some reason both my husband and I were both their at the door. The teapot collection was not only visible but somewhat of a focal point from the door.

The delivery driver (pizza guy) pointed to and described one of the teapots. He told us how he had seen one just like it on the Antiques Roadshow and it it had a four-digit number on the bottom, it could be worth a fortune. While the pizza guy stood and watched curiously, my husband anxious, shacking and nervously got the ladder and carefully got the teapot. His back was turned to the pizza guy and I as he slowly turned the teapot over.

The pizza guy and I immediately knew when my husbands shoulders sunk down with disappointment. Although I have many antiques and many of those teapots are indeed antiques, antiques don’t always equal valuable. I no longer have most of those teapots yet I chuckle every time I think of those teapots.