A while later, I returned to the store, and there it was again. This time, I actually picked it up, looked at it, and carried it around with me, then set it down at the last minute and left again.
Third time must be the charm. When I saw this little guy still hadn't been adopted, I took pity on him and brought him home for a makeover.
And how beautiful he turned out! I just did a quick dry-brush of some country white paint, leaving some of the dark wood to peek through. I'm still deciding if I want to add a graphic or not, but for now, I'm really glad I decided to snag this itty bitty caddy before someone else did!
Now it is a home for my books and some pretty mercury glass Christmas ornaments that I just can't bring myself to stow away yet.
Maybe next time I'm at the thrift store, I'll hesitate over a lovely wood table or pretty little chest of drawers.
Or maybe I won't. ;)