I LOVED going to garage sales with my Grandma. I also LOVED going to thrift stores with my aunt. When we moved to Texas 4 1/2 years ago, it all kind of came to a complete stop. I only say that because I have no sense of direction. If I went, it had to be with Jeff. I don't know about you, but taking the love of your life is not always the best idea. I love him so much, that I decided not to put him through that torture. Also, when I first moved to this small town, they didn't really have any thrift stores and I was NOT about to drive myself to one of the surrounding towns. Especially Austin or San Antonio. Yeah, not a good idea. I STILL get lost in my hometown in Nebraska that I spent my first twenty-seven years of life. HA! Don't laugh. Okay, don't laugh to hard. (Sorry, I'm rambling!) When they FINALLY built a Goodwill here, I was beyond ecstatic. Finally, a store where I can reconnect.
One day I was browsing along with my daughter, London, when I came upon a vintage find that I have been looking for. Something I've been wanting since my mother got me started on watching Gregory Peck movies. A vintage rotarty phone! The price tag said $10. I thought "Eh, what the heck? If it doesn't work, at least it will be a nice decorative element in my craft room. I brought it home (with a few other things), and plugged it in. Lo and behold! It worked! I was so excited I called my sister and told her to call me back so that I can hear it ring. Man, was I in heaven! What can be better than this? Well let me tell ya! I was going through my receipts and I was only charged $8 for it! $2 less, and when you're living in a thrifty world, $2 is a lot of money. Do you know what I can buy with two bucks? Ah yeah! Rapture!