Today I decided that I needed a little bit of help with my not-so-severe, but lingering depression/burn-out/stress, so I drove to town to find myself some rhodiola, because what I read about it is giving me high hopes that this will work for me (disclaimer: don’t take my advice on these things, do your own research and ask a doctor).
On the way home I had to stop at the thrift store, because, you know, that’s what I do. It makes me happy.
Here’s what I found:
- A book about first aid (because every home needs one, in my opinion and also because I like to read books like that every once in a while to feel prepared for when something happens)
- A little pouch. I thought I wanted it to organize stuff in my purse, but now I think I might use it for my growing stash of knitting notions (I left the pink pouch Elizabeth made me many years ago at home)
- Some yarn. I’m thinking about starting a scrap blanket. It will be fun to pick up yarn for that every time I’m at a thrift store and it will provide some mindless knitting. I need that.
- A giant stack of magazines. The title literally translated is “Country living”, but that’s actually another magazine. Love that one too, but this one is more about the actual living (keeping live stock, gardening, recipes) thought it does have articles about beautiful country houses too. I was tempted to buy the newest one in the supermarket, but it’s expensive, so I put it back. Now I have 13 for not even half the price! I don’t care that they’re older. Ducks will be ducks 😉
- Two glass jars. I have some herbal teas that need jars, or maybe I’ll use them for sugar and powdered milk. Endless possibilities.
- Not pictured: a little kitchen shelve for herbs and spices. I’ll show that when I’ve hung it.
- Also not pictured: cooler clothes. Four dresses/tunics and a skirt. I’m finally warm enough to ditch the woolen sweaters.
I paid 30 Euro and 5 cents for the whole lot. That’s more than I usually spend at a thrift store (most of it was for the clothes), but it’s still much cheaper than therapy…
NOT A STATION 
My sister and I went to an antique store and while I didn’t buy anything I enjoyed the outing and looking at all the stuff. We had some great thrift stores where we used to life, I haven’t explored any here yet but I should!!
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Oh yes, you should try to find some! I love exploring new thrift stores, but I also love revisiting the ones close to me often. I even found one on Curaçao where I drop by at least once a month.
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I think we call them charity shops here in the UK, I assume they are the same thing. It is where I do most of my shopping these days! You have some good finds from your recent trip.
I note that you usually live on Curaçao, I have just been reading your older posts and about me. I spent a few hours on your island airport on my way to Ecuador in 1998, it was the middle of the night and nothing was open in the airport. I think the plane was refuelling and we all had to get off, it was a slightly surreal experience. It was December so all of us were totally overdressed as we had left a very cold Europe, I remember one chap was wearing heavy mountaineering boots presumably as they were heavy and would have taken up a lot of his luggage allowance. He looked very uncomfortable as he was clearly overheating. I don’t remember being told that we would be making that stop, I would have dressed more suitably if I had known.
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I think so. Most of these shops make money for charity. At least here in the Netherlands.
Ha, I can imagine you were hot in those clothes and that guy must have felt like his feet were melting! Curaçao always has temperatures around 30 degrees C, even at night it only cools down a few degrees.
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Hello G!
so fun to see mention of the pink pouch! i still use the quilt you made me – nearly every evening – and have been stitching a few patches and bits back together again. i will post pictures of it on my blog sometime soon!
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