When my friend, Sarah, asked me if I wanted to go junkin’, I said, “Of course.” When we pulled up to a little roadside gem with an abundance of chairs, wagon wheels and red barns, I was smitten.
We actually had to turnaround and hightail it back to the ATM. But, we did showed SOME restraint.
Here’s me. In all my “oh-my-goodness-look-at-all-this-junk” glory.
My Lord. What was so funny? The fact that I’m wearing the 10-year-old Old Navy sweatshirt again?
No. It’s that orange egg crate. I adore it. I dream about it. It makes me laugh and get the crazies. I’ve been sleeping with it. (Just kidding, although I have considered it.)
I only bought one. I should have bought all 6. But, alas…. that would have broken the budget. I can justify one egg crate (for magazines, for fruit, for flowers, and eventually for real eggs). But, 6?
I also found a flower pot and that milk crate. At least that’s what I think it is. It is in great shape. And, I have an idea for that baby, too. Stay tuned.
There was an abundance of other wire crates and baskets that I may have to go back for eventually.
Sarah found an old kitchen scale (which would actually look perfect in our kitchen so I may be on the lookout for one in the future) and some awesome Pepsi and wooden crates. We were both happy girls.
Do you love junkin’, too?
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