I headed to town yeaterday. I live in a rural area where a trip to town usually means multi tasking. The reality is you never know what is on my schedule. I could head to one of the boxstores or the doctor or even the library. The real surprise yesterday was that I didn't go to Goodwill. That is unusual. I was searching the net for something today and came upon a string of conversation that started with information on a glass type. It jumped from that to "Don't tell me you found that glass at Goodwil for $5.00." The author announces " no $4.00!" The next person piped in and said, "throw the thing out it is junk!" the conversation went into a conversation on all of them heading to her goodwill haunt together. First one person, then two, then three and finally the need for a semi truck to haul their goodies. It really was quite comical but got me thinking about the Goodwills and Salvation Army's of my past.
When I was little my folks would go there but only to the "clean" ones. They liked organized antique stores as well. I guess I am a bit more of a picker, myself. I have some places I don't go to as much that are" too organized" and I find their prices have climbed as they pursue that type of shelving. I like the neighborhoods that are struggling where the stores are small with nooks and cranies to peek in. Give me somethig to peer under or plow through, that is what I like. My junk may not be your junk. You might want to throw what I find out but we can agree to disagree on that. On the other hand, I'm going Wednesday and your welcome to come along. Hmmm...I don't know anyone with a semi. Do you?