It started with the work we were having done upon our home. My brother agreed to do two small extra jobs in addition to the big work on the porch: change out a ceiling fan and put in a new light fixture. We told him we had the ceiling fan on hand, bought three or four years ago. We really liked the fan. 42 inches wide for a good breeze, 3 lights to amp up the wattage in the room, classic look, oil rubbed bronze finish.
So when he was done we walked into the room and there was a cheap white, one bulb, globe light shade, 22 inch fan. What?! "That's what was in the box," he said. New, never been opened, right there in the box for three years or so. We don't even remember where we bought it. The only thing I am certain of is that we likely bought it at a clearance price, because that's how we normally look for upgrades for our home. We were determined to look on the bright side. Even this fan, though not what we thought it might be, is better than the old wobbly fan we took down. And it is paid for. That's the silver lining of that bit.