A very long time ago in a far off land (Ok, 4 years ago), before we had any kids, my husband and I enjoyed spending leisurely Saturdays thrift store and flea market hopping. We are both very budget conscious and appreciate the fact that our dollar stretches further when we go to these types of stores.
Jeremy is a toy/sports/ everything collector and is always on the hunt for the rare starting lineup he is wanting to add to his collection. He actually has an entire room in our basement that is home to his toys. I’ll have to do a future post on that. He’s always wanted one as long as I can remember.
I enjoy this type of retail environment because it provides me an opportunity to find one of a kind things. Don’t get me wrong, I love Target and Hobby Lobby as much as the next person. But I also dislike the idea that my house may look exactly the same as someone else’s or be full of the same decor as my neighbor. And I also can get things to fill my home for a steal.
Now that we have two kids, it’s hard enough to get away for an occasional date night every now and then, let alone a whole day. However, we managed to get away one Saturday a few weekends ago and spent a few hours at a nearby flea market followed by dinner. Thanks Grammy and Pop!
It was so fun to have that time together doing something we both loved. I’ve always heard friends and coworkers complaining about how their husbands hate shopping and always rush them. I’m so glad Jeremy is a shopper like me and that this is a common interest for the both of us.
My strategy is usually to take my time browsing at first, just grabbing whatever catches my eye. There’s always some little nook and cranny I miss in those places so I feel like a brisker second walk through is always needed. Sometimes I find a little, sometimes I find a lot. That’s kind of the thrill of the hunt.Continue Reading