I really do like opp shopping
02 November 2010
So many blog posts just get posted in my mind you know, I mean to, I write them down in my head, the photos are there to be shown, and then I just don't quite make it to the computer, and then it seems like too long ago, and new things are happening, I never catch up with myself.
So today, we're just going to forget about the ones that are lined up waiting for their turn to be shown and we're actually going to post something from today, and actually this is only because Aaron is still not home because his plane has been delayed and so I'm not sitting on the couch chatting to him and catching up on the day's events and non-events. But instead it's quiet in the house and the folding of the washing can wait till tomorrow. Though I will get up soon and put the jug on to boil for a cup of tea on my own because I've just remembered I made chocolate brownie right before dinner and it's sitting on the bench still.
I haven't been opp shopping for quite a while really, but today, I dragged the kids around the opp shops, probably far too many opp shops really, as I paid for it later with two kind of grumpy tired children.
I haven't been opp shopping so much lately because, frankly, I don't really need anything more in my house, it is a very tiny house, and I'm trying to cut down on things. I have an idea that less things means less tidying that needs to be done, not sure if this theory really works, but anyway. And if I see something really good at the opp shop, then I do find it hard to just leave it behind, well actually I can't just leave it behind, you know, if you're an opp shopper yourself you'll understand that, so anyway I figure it's just best not to look.
But it really is such a good way to shop, for so very many reasons. A big thing for me is the cost, I'm rather frugal really, not a big spender at all, I think I should have been born in my great grandmother's generation where everything was saved, and mended, and made into new things. And I do like to have and use good quality things, and my frugality often doesn't feel comfortable with the money that generally needs to be handed over in order to have and use those sorts of things.
And then there's the treasures. Treasures to be found that make your heart a little fluttery for just a bit, and make you smile. Like that book on top of the pile just there. "John Brown, Rose and the Midnight Cat". A book from my childhood. It was my sister Frith's favourite book when she was little, my baby sister, literally. She loved that book so much that she knew all the words off by heart. I was only small myself and yet I remember it so vividly. I read it to the kids tonight when I put them to bed, it felt so nice, it kind of made me feel goosebumpy, silly aye.