This past Friday we ventured into the garage for our annual Pre-flea spring clean-up. HOLY COW… Someone call Hoarders.
Upon entering, we began to unearth sets of glistening glassware, lawn furniture, vintage appliances, old books, 1950′s bathing suits, camp blankets, retro kitchen sets, an iron bed, and that was only a quarter of the way in. We re-arranged and sorted piles upon piles of forgotten treasures neatly into bins and onto racks while the H-word floated above our heads. I heard someone exclaim “Why buy more, it’s already all here?!!”
Guess I’ll have another whole year to think about the answer.