|The American Veteran's Thrift Store - first day of business|
Bill and I visited the newest thrift store in town. It's called the Veteran's Thrift store. Not a real imaginative name I admit.
I know for a fact that my nieces and one nephew and many grand nieces and grand nephews don't want anything from their old gay uncle except maybe the cash. I don't plan on leaving a lot of cash behind but there may be some.
Since moving to LSD (Lower Slower Delaware) in 2007, I've been reluctantly departing with some of my "stuff." I admit it is hard to part with the things I've accumulated over the past 72 years. Funny thing though, once that formerly treasured possessions are out of the house, I haven't missed on of them. That tells you something.
Bill is very fond of taking first time visitors to Casa Tipton-Kelly to my "Media Room" down in our beautifully finished basement and showing them all my "stuff", obviously hoping to shame me into getting rid of it. I admit making choices of who and what to expel from Casa Tipton-Kelly is probably some of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make in my life. I am a repressed hoarder. There…..I've said it.
|My "Media Room" (my shame)|
So today we visited this new thrift store. It's convenient, just down the road from Casa Tipton-Kelly. And it is open Sunday. In fact it is open seven days of the week. How about that? Unlike the other thrift stores that are only open five days (closed Mondays). Also this one has decent hours, 8 am in the morning instead of 10 am which is bad when traveling on Route One, especially in the summertime. This thrift store gets it. And they're getting my stuff. Starting tomorrow.
Of course I did leave the thrift store today with a purchase…..beads for the upcoming Bloggerpalooza. Hey, why not?