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"How Sweet Love Vintage Became"

Written and directed by Sarah Leu Anderson

<Characters>
Sarah: Slightly neurotic mom of 2 boys who is passionate about art, music and all things vintage.
Thatcher: 4 year old son nicknamed Sweet Love by mom.
Simon: Awesome 9 year old son who doesn't make an appearance due to 3rd grade.
Jamie: Sarah's hubby who doesn't make an appearance due to work, and the fact that he would never enjoy an estate sale.

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12:55 p.m. Chilly, sunny day in small town Wisconsin. 100+ people waiting outside of deceased 85 year old lady's tiny house (circa 1958). People range from 35-70+. Sweet Love is the only person under age 35.

1:00 p.m. Garage door…

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  • Born on November 19
  • Joined April 10, 2009

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old stuff, art stuff, dessert

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About

"How Sweet Love Vintage Became"

Written and directed by Sarah Leu Anderson

<Characters>
Sarah: Slightly neurotic mom of 2 boys who is passionate about art, music and all things vintage.
Thatcher: 4 year old son nicknamed Sweet Love by mom.
Simon: Awesome 9 year old son who doesn't make an appearance due to 3rd grade.
Jamie: Sarah's hubby who doesn't make an appearance due to work, and the fact that he would never enjoy an estate sale.

<Scene>
12:55 p.m. Chilly, sunny day in small town Wisconsin. 100+ people waiting outside of deceased 85 year old lady's tiny house (circa 1958). People range from 35-70+. Sweet Love is the only person under age 35.

1:00 p.m. Garage door opens. Some people herd into garage. Most wait for the real goods inside the house. People file one by one into the house. Complete chaos.

Sarah: “Honey, you have to hold Mommy’s hand. There are a lot of people going in there. You need to stay by me the whole time.”

Sweet Love (or SL from here on out): “OK Mommy”. Grabs Sarah’s hand.

Sarah starts in kitchen. Grabs a couple cool coffee mugs on the way to the basement. She is grabbing stuff off the walls on the way down the dark, shag steps, all while holding Sweet Love’s hand and holding up the people behind her as she’s hogging the pictures off the dark wood paneling. Her arms are already full. She questions why she didn’t bring a box. Or bag.

Reach small basement, along with 65 other people. She is thankful she has a sedative in her purse in case a panic attack were to come on. Sweet Love is clinging to her shirt. She finds several more items, including a sweet red case with awesome graphics and old rollerskates inside to boot! She thinks about being Roller Girl from Boogie Nights for Halloween. The thought passes after she realizes that she can’t skate.

She is running out of limbs to hold things. She grabs a big tray-like picture off the wall marked $2, more for the fact that she can pile stuff on it. Now she stacks it with stuff she likes, including a very old heavy electric iron in a cool blue metal case and a whole bag of vintage strawberry pincushions that would look fabulous in an apothecary jar.

She is starting to sweat. She questions if she remembered deodorant that morning.

Sarah: “OK Thatcher, we need to go upstairs so Mommy can put down this stuff”

SL: “Do they have any Stoy Woys toys?” (Thatcherese for Star Wars as he's having a little trouble with his r's)

Sarah: “Honey, I don’t think so, but you never know. Let’s look upstairs now.”

Wait for 25 more people to file down steps, so she can get up with her huge tray of junk.

Find spot in dining room under table to set goodies. Sweet Love hides under with them and pretends he’s in a fort. Perfect! Sarah continues to shop around main floor and adds to the hidden pile in Sweet Love’s fort. He sits quietly and contently.

Sarah: “Thatcher, you are such a good boy. Thank you for being such a wonderful helper. I’m going to look around a little more, you make sure nobody takes treasures out of your fort.” Luckily the house is small, and she can see SL from all angles.

SL: “OK mommy”

Meanwhile, the line to checkout is longer than the house itself. Sarah and SL get in line with enough stuff to fill a water tower. Sweet Love offers to help carry stuff.

Sarah is waiting for her Sweet Love to tell her he has to go poop. 9 times out of 10 this happens when they are garage saling and thrifting, which always puts a crimp in Sarah's style. Luckily, today must be the 1 time out of 10.

Sarah wonders if this is for real. How does a 4 year old handle this kind of estate sale torture and appear as if he’s enjoying it? He truly has a gift. Sarah is feeling partly grateful for how well behaved he was, and partly guilty for making him spend the afternoon in a room that smells like 1962.

Sarah: “Thatcher, you were a rock star today. What would I have done with out you? You helped mommy so much. Thank you!”

SL: “Yoy wewcome mommy” (beaming with pride)

Sarah: “I think we should stop at Dairy Queen on the way back for a treat outside”

SL: “Yay! I wanna cwunch cone”

After 3 trips to the vehicle, they left the sale.

Sweet Love got his crunch cone,

and Sarah got her store name.

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