What with the big-grrrl job demands this fall, and now a 10-day sickness holding me down, junking has been on the back burner. It's killing me! I did hit an estate sale this past weekend, but the pickings were paltry. I'm losing my mojo, and although I will sheepishly admit that I have plenty of junk cluttering my home, I want MORE.
This past weekend, I finally made it back out to the shop to restock in anticipation of the holidays. It'd been 2 weeks, since I went to NYC for a conference the weekend before.
It's a known fact among local junkers that I hate decorating my booth for the holidays—any holidays. I ignore them all, except here is my token nod to our wintry holidays: 2 sleds, a Sno-Wing (not pictured), and some Jenni Bowlin holiday bingo cards. What? Doesn't every decorate for the holidays with globes?!? If I can motivate this weekend, I just might write something festive on that chalkboard, too. Maybe.
I also finally brought in the green metal cubby, after enjoying it at home for far too long. For the few hours I was there, it garnered a lot of interest. Not so much interest in the pricetag, however. The metal letters continue to be rocking sure-fire sellers, so I don't expect them to last.
If I can finally shake the last vestiges of this accursed cold, I just might make a surprise mini-roadtrip this weekend ISO junk! If not, it's back to wading through the clutter—and listing on etsy. Which is a more sensible plan, anyways. But who ever accused me of being sensible?