Way Back When!

I’ve been wanting to visit this local thrift store that seems like my cup of tea. I took a look on the way back from an interview and I was NOT disappointed.

First off, the owner is amazing! He knows his stuff and has what is possibly the coolest thrift store I’ve ever run across. This place is more like a serious blast from the past, and its appropriately named, “Way Back When”.

I saw so many items that took me back to my childhood. I felt like I literally walked into 1988 and my grandmother’s living room. Visiting was one of the most refreshing experiences ever.

Also, I learned they purchase all of their items, so no consignment is even necessary.

Here are some of my FAVORITES.

I’m planning to visit with a box of good that I don’t plan to keep or display, maybe I can sell them there as well. It’s awesome to have a local source to sell my awesome antique finds.

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Message!

After finishing up my most recent trip to the thrift store, I noticed a woman in my rear view mirror with a LARGE tub of shoes. She wheeled her buggy out of the store and was looking a bit perplexed as she opened the back of her SUV while steadying the cart.

I got out of my car and asked if she needed help and she put her hands together and said, “Thank GOD! I bought this thinking I can send it in a barrel to Haiti, but I had no idea how I was going to lift it. I just figured, I’ll buy it, and God will find a way”

I helped her put the container in her car and said, “I guess that’s life. Sometimes you don’t have a plan, but God does”.

She told me how much of a blessing I was to her and we parted ways.

While driving away I had what I can only describe as “a moment”. That moment that makes you catch your breath and really THINK/FEEL the gifts you’ve been given.

I don’t have a solid plan, but great things are coming and that message from The Universe, God, Allah, Jehovah, The Great Being, The Man In The Sky….WHATEVER you choose to call it- was very clear.

Short Trip

I had a few minutes to burn today between my consulting gig that I picked up and running errands, so I stopped at a local thrift store.

I LOVE this store. I’ve found some really great finds that I’ve listed on eBay or kept for myself, or gifted to friends that collect odds and ends.

This particular store has not only a massive selection of clothing, accessories, and home goods, but the entire 2nd floor has furniture. Yes 2 stories of thrifted amazingness. Today I just roamed the furniture, took a few pics of the awesome stuff here:

I actually own these exact chairs.  They’re not purple, they’re “aubergine”, only mine are concealed with black chair covers.

This is definitely haunted.  It looks like that creepy piece of furniture that came with an old house and the reflection of the ghost appears at random.

This is actually a really good price for 5 pieces of furniture.  Maybe it’s old and dated, but the updates could be phenomenal.

I was in….AWE. There are times where I create stories for these pieces. Like where did they live? Who made them? How were they used/decorated/paired, etc? Just imagine the stories some of your own furniture could tell? That one time your son wrote on the table, the spills, the dinners eaten at your table, the holidays and birthdays celebrated….the personal history each piece holds makes it just THAT much more special.

I always think of what stories my family will add. It’s just beautiful!

Eye for the odd…

In my current state of “free time”, I like to roam thrift stores. Who am I kidding? I like to roam thrift stores. Period.

It’s fun, relaxing, destressing, and helps me to clear my mind. It’s like meditation, but walking through a dusty store filled with random people’s throw aways that will make me sneeze.

Each item tells a story. Sometimes I come up with how a particular item came to be, or how it ended up at this particular thrift store. It reminds me of library storytime as a kid. Sometimes the person reading the story would have an old relic of some sort to relate the story to, and make it stick. It was essentially like a history lesson, sometimes completely made up or entirely embellished.

I have an eye for the strange or unusual at thrift stores. Its almost like I’m drawn to these random oddbits by some magnet. For example…

I don’t know what it is, but I love it! It’s like a ceramic sideshow. Miss Tiffani’s Oddity Emporium……has a ring to it….hmmmm….

In any case, I end up buying them because maybe I can sell them in my imaginary antique store(which, as of late, has manifested into eBay). I genuinely have fun finding these odd ones, cleaning them up and texting pics of them to my friends that freak them out.

Maybe I’ll take you along for my next trip? It’ll be fun.

It’s Been 2 Weeks…

Please, don’t resist the urge to break out singing Barenaked Ladies.

BUT, my friends, that’s not why I’ve returned. You see…recently my schedule has opened up GREATLY and I’ve got some time on my hands. I’m in a state that I’ve never been in since I was about 16 years old. What state is that you say? “Unemployed”, I say.

It is more than anything, WEIRD. I’m used to my schedule. I’m used to waking at the crack of dawn, having my cup of coffee with Grandma(really cool mug I’ve got kinda makes me feel like I’m hanging with her in the morning).

Black mug that reveals an image when hot liquid is poured inside

Magic mug is THE best gift ever!

Now, I wake up at the crack of dawn, and have my coffee while job hunting in my PJ’s.

I have to admit, it’s a welcome break. I actually haven’t taken a break from work in 20 years. Even on maternity leave, I still worked or had some odd job that brought in income.

For now, I’ll continue my job hunt, cleaning and reorganizing my house, and selling all the random odds, weirds and interesting finds on eBay. 🙂

Until next time!