Speaking of lamps…and “A Friend Loves At All Times”

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lamp- Goodwill, $4.99 several years ago

cross sign- Goodwill, .99 last Saturday

A bed is NOT a bed without a lamp beside it.  How are you supposed to read?  Or blog?  Or write?

Or stare for an inappropriately long time at your puppy while he sleeps? 😉

I can’t help it.

One needs a lamp.  Or else you get completely comfortable and have to do the dreaded walk to the door to shut off the lights.  No one wants to do that.  Or you fall asleep and wake up in the middle of the night and do it then.

Neither good options.  Enter, lamp.

Thankfully I just got back my favorite lamp from the house I left it in when I moved back to CT last September.  (And then returned here in March for those of you not up. to. date.)  Somehow I didn’t bring it with me when I left.

Well, I shouldn’t say somehow.  Somehow is that I had a broken ankle and both my friends and my boyfriend (bless their amazing hearts) had to ‘help’ me pack, (follow my stressed out orders) and I had to fly out before all my belongings were even safely in my car.  Hence the lamp going missing.  I would say that has something to do with how.

Sidenote: Moving with a broken ankle/tibia IS NOT FUN.  In the realm of fun and not fun.  It is definitely not fun.

Fortunately, the lamp was still in the same place that I left it, and in one of my many visits to my old place/their current place, I finally remembered to put it in my car.

And then on my nightstand.  Next to my bed.

It is coincidentally one of my favorite Goodwill purchases ever, and I bought it before I started this blog, but I think I have shared it once before.

I don’t think I can share it enough.

I also love the cross I purchased last Saturday for .99.  A steal.  And a good reminder.

A friend loves at all times.

Or should.  We all make mistakes.

And I will leave you with a picture of me once again enjoying my ‘sanctuary‘ on this first absolutely lovely day of fall like weather.  High of 77.  Nowhere near the 90+ temps of late.  And I am loving it.

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happy thrifting and living,

Jaime

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Weekend Wisdom…on a Tuesday- How Much Are You Living?

Hi!  So I haven’t been doing SO awesome on the weekend wisdom posts, I’ll admit.

I’ve missed a couple weeks.

And today is Tuesday.

These are good points.  I am going to continue anyway….here goes.

Do you want to be happy?

No?  Well then you should probably not read the insight I am about to impart.

“Life is not about how much you’re MAKING (pretty much what 99.999% of the population worries about), it’s about how much you’re LIVING.”

(I came up with that all on my lonesome.  Unless someone is here to tell me I stole it.)

The two do not go hand in hand.

They don’t.

Don’t argue with me.  It’s true.

I don’t make a lot of money.

There, I said it.

(Although even if I did, I imagine and am fairly certain I would still be the millionaire shopping at a thrift store)

HOWEVER, I have PLENTY of fun.

Plenty of life and living happening in my general vicinity.

Ask my Mom.  She worries a good amount.

Look around you.  The world is a wonderful place full of opportunities for adventure, and YOU were born with unique passions and desires that WILL fulfill you.  Even if they are expensive desires, there are ways to fulfill them thriftly.  Where there’s a <Good>will there’s a way. (Didya see what I did there?? :))

As Robert Stevenson said, “The world is full of a number of things, we should all be as happy as Kings.”

And as a wonderful plaque that I purchased at Goodwill puts it,

“Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death.”

Maybe a little harsh :/, but you get the point.

Don’t starve, live life, to the fullest.

Anyway, so often we worry about what we make and how we can make MORE (I find myself doing this too much), that it seems like that is what life is about.  But you can have all the money in the world, and still not be living.

Go take a spontaneous road trip to that cool town an hour and a half away.  Just walk around with a local coffee if you can’t afford to eat at the restaurants or bars.  Soak in the culture.  Sit on the corner and beg, I don’t care.

Take a hike.  (but please come back and read my blog still at some point.  that was not meant to offend)

Go camping.

Watch waterfalls.

Paint a picture.

Go shopping.  At a thrift store.

Buy a groupon for something fun.  Scout Mob is a great phone app as well for major cities.

I could go on.  And I have, in my posts.

And if you read my blog ever, I’m sure you will get plenty of fun and cheap ideas.

Anyway, stop worrying about how much you’re making and go out and live life.  Do you really need a new awesome coffee maker that will say Good Morning to you??  Or shake your hand?  I didn’t think so.

God’s got the rest.

That’s my three cents.  (I think it’s worth a little more than two…?)

Happy thrifting, and living.

-Jaime

Weekend Wisdom 1: Only Look Back to See How Far You’ve Come

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I decided I am going to start my first weekly topic post called ‘Weekend Wisdom’, and I reserve the right to change that title and/or time of week at any point.  I will notify you if this occurs.  The subject of the post will be some time of wisdom (surprising right??) dealt out on the weekends (again- did you see that coming???) giving me two possible days to post it instead of one.  See I thought this through.

It is very late, but we will consider it still Sunday, and this will be the first one.

Get ready to be wiser.

One of my many passions in life is running and fitness, and on my 2 miler the other day, on that particular path, I end on an uphill climb.  Always fun.  Always a good time.  And when I say uphill, I mean uphill.  Its a doozie.  Usually I allow myself to stop at some point on this hill.

But today.

Today, I thought. I need to finish it.

I’m never going to get better if I don’t be better.

Makes sense, right?

So I ran to the top, forcing myself most of the way.  At a point very close, I thought, I wonder how big the hill behind me looks from here.  Immediately, I remembered how people say that it’s not good to look to the past or behind you, but always to the future.  And I agree with not letting the past hold you back and dwelling on what you can. not. change.  Not that I ever do such things.  Not someone wise like me:)  But in this case, I thought, well I only want to see what I have accomplished.

I want to see how far I have come.

Hence…

“Only look back, to see how far you’ve come.” 

Mindblowing, huh?  Looking backwards I have found is usually counterproductive and generally discouraging because you can’t possibly change it.  Unless you are simply admiring how far away you have come and how much you have developed since whatever event it is you are looking at.

It also, like climbing a mountain, inspires you to do just that- go far.  You can’t see how far you’ve come, and admire that view, unless you actually go somewhere and be a better you.  So be better, and then enjoy admiring the path.

I found it personally very inspiring, and wanted to share it with you, along with this wonderful photo taken from said run.

Be inspired.

Be you.

Be better.

Be forward moving, but also never forgetting what you have strongly come through.

Jaime

New Purse, and don’t try and change your car!

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Brown Distressed Pleather Purse by BUENO, $5.99

From the Berry Hill Goodwill in Nashville, TN.

(does anyone know much about this brand?  I have actually never heard of it or know where is is normally sold, but I do love this purse)

It reminds me of a purse I would find at Target by Converse or something.  But it’s not.  It’s by BUENO.

Bueno it is.  For all y’all non-spanish experts out there, that means GOOD.

It is good.  It is perfect.  The perfect size, and color and vibe.  I like that it has two small pockets on the outside, and a divider insdie of the purse, instead of it just being one big pocket.  It’s the little things that make a purse perfect.

PS, I love a company that names their brand “GOOD”.  How smart is that?  It’s like you don’t even need to decide if you like it or not- they’ve already told you- it’s good!  On a similar note, we just got a new somewhat local draft beer in from Alabammy at work called “Good People.”  Same thing! How smart.  People will automatically trust this brand.  Its made by good people!  Why has every company and brand not named their product ‘Good People’?  Luckily, it is actually pretty good beer, so that’s a plus.  At least they’re not lying.  Good people would not make bad beer.  That’s just silly.

Anyway, back to fashion, I may have mentioned I was on the lookout for a new purse.  Or I may not have.  Well I was, for a summer one, and I did find a cool Indian inspired patterned one at Payless about a month ago for $14.99, regularly $24.99, but decided I still wouldn’t mind having a more plain and less busy one.  Enter, this purse.  I had used my last hunter green Goodwill one all throught the winter and most of the spring, and felt it was too dark for the summer months.

As if one needs an excuse to have more than one seasonal purse…especially at prices under or around $10.

Soooo, on a completely different note, I have some more life advice I would like to include.  It is about being yourself, something I have mentioned the importacne of before- even though it seems so obvious!  We are all made so different, yet for some reason I feel we so often try to conform.  To what standards others decide.

So I was driving my car the other day, as one does to get from Point A to Point B, and I drive a manual car.  For about 6 months now.  It drives ALOT different than an automatic, the kind of car I am much more used to driving.  It is not as smooth a start and never takes off as fast as you have to ease on the gas and off the clutch.  But every since I got it I have been trying to make it start and drive in general just like an automatic.  And it’s very stressful, and I don’t do a good job of it.

They are jerky.  By nature.  It will never be as smooth.

finally, I accepted this.

And I felt so free.

My car, and me as the driver, were free to be who we were.

And now I could find out what things my car will do, and let my car do waht an automatic can’t.  and enjoy the change.  but if I had never stopped trying to make it be an automatic, I may never realize what it as a manual has to offer.

Maybe silly, but it hit me as kind of cool, so I thought I’d share it.

Never force something that just doesn’t want to be.

Whatever it is.

Being myself,

-Jaime

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