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Wishes Granted?

As I mentioned earlier I bid on three listings this week that I wish I could own but that are likely going to be grabbed up by others. I loved this quilt the moment I saw it, so I bid with my maximum upfront in hopes that I might win it. Alas, I didn't. The bidders swarmed and the quilt ended up selling for $119.88

This gorgeous chest of Madeira thread that I already knew I wouldn't win finally went for a whopping $182.31. In the end I was glad I didn't win it because the thread is actually rayon and not silk like I thought.

Finally, did I win this immaculate-looking sewing machine? I sure did! I had only one challenger, and they dropped out right away, so I got it under my max bid amount. I'll tell you more when it arrives, but one wish out of three is great!

Image Credit: all the images is this post came from the original auction listings at ShopGoodwill.com.

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