Friday, April 7, 2017
Dear Mrs. Rothwood,
Today finds me in better spirits thanks to my youngest being cheerfully willing to accompany me to two estate sales and a book sale. In true irony to my previous letter of complaint about a houseful of piles and stuff, I blew my entire week's pay ($60) on estate sale finds.
I love estate sales. Pawing through a deceased person's belongings and gleefully making a pile of findings while low-balling the grieving family seems morbidly atrocious, but, alas, I enjoy it and it lifts my attitude. Two years ago I walked out of one with a free bottle of Chanel #5 among my treasures! How could I be unhappy about that!?
Today, my purchases included:
A television. I have been wanting one for the playroom downstairs. Sometimes, while doing my housework in the main part of the house I don't want to hear another episode of Wild Kratts or Duck Dynasty. Now, I can send my kiddos downstairs while I enjoy peace upstairs.
A Big Boss frozen treat maker. It is my hope that the lure of ice cream-like frozen concoctions of fruit will lure my daughter to eat more healthfully.
Fence posts. Because I always need to repair fences around here.
Garden tools. Because my kiddos are always breaking mine or losing them every year.
A lamp that clips onto something. My son needed one for under his loft bed.
A vintage outfit in pink and gray houndstooth.
Vintage roller skates complete with carrying bag, roller skating manual, and two pairs of knee pads. For my daughter.
A Mark Eden Bust Enhancer. Because it is vintage cheeky fun. I just had to.
A vintage hardcover copy of Don Quixote.
A 1949 Boy Scout manual. For my oldest boy who likes those kinds of books.
A stack of vintage 1960's women's magazines.
A paper bag stuffed full of stuff from a $5 fill-a-bag basement. It included 4 stuffed
animals, a vintage magazine, turpentine, linseed oil, bug spray, spray paint, old files (for hubby to repurpose), a trowel, a square, a yard stick, sandpaper, and I am sure I am forgetting something.
It was such a fun haul! There are more tomorrow, but I am out of my fun money.
Do you go to estate sales?
Mrs. D. Scott