So I was out and about yesterday, breaking my personal cardinal rule of thrifting: NEVER GO ON THE WEEKENDS! EVER!
There wasn’t a drop of Pyrex to be had at any of my stops, just a lot of rude people cramming aisles. And there wasn’t anything else for that matter: no sweet little creamers, no bread and butter plates, no furniture, no nada. I’m getting tired of the no-no-nos!
I’ll try to head to some thrifts this week…when things are quieter.
Even though I sometimes run into the worst of humanity at my fave thrift spots, I don’t let it get me down for long. George just won’t let me!
I hope you scored on your thriftscapades this weekend.