When we first moved here a few months ago, I was whining to Hillary about the ridiculous prices at my "new" goodwill. Sixty dollars for a dirty 70s chair, six dollars for a plastic Barbie laptop? Forget it.
But Hillary wisely recommended I find a thrift store on the junky end of town.
Bingo.
If you recall, the girls and I went last week. I will probably avoid going with my children in the future, it's just too much trying to keep them at my side, when there is a carousel (yes--like a carnival carousel) filled with crap children's toys. I was even lucky enough to be scolded about keeping my children in the cart over the loudspeaker in the store. Is grumpiness and general dislike of children a prerequisite for working in a thrift store?
Anyway, despite the "friendly" staff, I scored big. So big in fact, I'll be sharing the wealth here tomorrow...a little "birthday in reverse" where I'll be giving the gifts instead of receiving....so stay tuned.
In the meantime, I sat down with three little baggies of thread and such this morning and tried to untangle the mess. I have a small obsession with thread on wooden spools. I love the stuff. And these baggies had the spools in all different sizes from gi-normous to eensy-weensy. Love it. And there were some other goodies buried inside as well:
(and I'd love to know what the mystery needle is in the last picture)
