I am a woman that loves me a good bargain. I think this is true for most women, but for me it’s a hobby, a passion. This love, this slight obsession, is in my blood. My Grams gets up every Friday and Saturday morning to hit whatever garage sales she can find. Sometimes she comes home empty handed, sometimes she spends some pennies just to have the joy of spending, and sometimes she finds a true treasure. Treasure hunting – that’s what this is. It calls to us constantly. Something’s out there that I could love for the rest of my life and it will probably only cost me 75¢. What could give more pleasure than that? Some might claim this is a sickness. I can rarely drive passed a thrift store (even a Savers or 99¢ Store) without going in. My first instinct is to head toward the clearance racks of stores. I been known to walk down every aisle in the Wal-Marts. You just never know. In fact I have a whole storage unit full of things you’d never know…. But one day I will have a house decorated like no other – a museum of my finds. It will be wonderful. It will be my heaven and sanctuary and I will become lost within the walls of my own findings.
And they call this a sick passion.
Anyway
Yesterday Mom and I did Dad the great favor of taking a load of our junk and garbage to the DI (Deseret Industries – a church run thrift store). Ya know, clean out the closets and garage. Organize and straighten things up a bit. Seems fairly innocent
Muahahahahahahaha
I found me some finds!!! So today I pay a tribute to yesterday’s discoveries; a tribute to passion for the hunt, for finding something no one else has ever seen before, or could never expect to pay my price for. I pat myself on my back and salute every second hand store out there.
1 comment:
You are such a crack up! I read your post and you totally made me day!
What a fun fish find - agreed that is the BEST!
Just checkin in on ya, hope your doin great!
:)Love ya
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