Going to St. Elmo

I had been looking at resale shops and Craigslist for something to use as a buffet in our dining room. Something with lots of drawers. I love shelves, but I love drawers more. I found this Hemnes chest in Craigslist and having two other versions of this article, I already knew it was destined for me.
The ad said, Why go all the way to IKEA, and still have to assemble the chest when you got it home?
I completely understood...A new one is $299, plus the gas to get to Atlanta from here and this one was only $250...ASSEMBLED. And it came with a white glass top, which was not included at IKEA so I was hooked.



I have the white version in my room and Dave has the red one in his. This picture is from a few years ago when we had the orange living room.
My adventure began when I got into my car and the battery was dead. Dave was out with the truck so I had to wait for his return. This battery problem has been reoccuring recently, grrrr, and with all the other stuff Dave is up to, it is low down on his list.
Eventually he returned and we jumped my van and all was well, and I was off to St. Elmo, an historic district on the very southern edge of Chattanooga, by Lookout Mountain. I had never been to the area and had my Google map at the ready.
This house was my destination. The area is full of Victorian homes and mansions, full of character and some are being restored to their former glory. I could have spent hours wandering around the village, if I had the time.
The young gal selling the chest had all the drawers out and we easily loaded it and the drawers into my van, and I got to meet her three dogs, a cat and the pond goldfish. I shook her hand and was off...I thought. Dead battery again. Wha? I guess it was too much to use the clicker to open the tailgate and side doors electronically. Duh. I had the jumper cables with me, thankfully but neither of us were confident about hooking them up, especially after I got sparks on my first attempt. But as luck would have it (I was praying OUT LOUD) the mailman was driving by, and I ran to get his help.
Of course I was attaching the cables incorrectly, but he remedied that situation and all was well.
I was low on gas and afraid to stop and turn off the engine so I chanced it all the way to Signal Mountain, where I stopped at the Three Black Sheep for a visit and to pick up some fabric for the quilt I will be making for my upcoming class.. Fingers crossed, I had turned off the radio, the heater and unplugged the cell phone charger so no more drain on the battery and parked my van in an easy to reach spot, in case another jump would be needed. 
But it started! Yay!!
You know, in the olden days, between husbands, I always had car trouble and learned to jump correctly, and had to change flat tires on my own, several times. I have gotten really lazy and dependent I guess. Shame on me.
Anyway, I love how the chest fits into the dining room and now I have STORAGE for more quilts!