Household variety is a lovesome thing, God wot

[primsong]

Not wishing to become stuck in my proverbial past, I've decided it's high time I updated some of my household goods - after all, just because someone I no longer recall gave me a crystal water pitcher for a wedding gift 25 years ago doesn't mean I have to go to my grave still using that same old pitcher, right?  Right! Not that I ever really used it anyway... it just sat in my cupboard mostly because it's heavy and it never was really my style.

Today I bought a very pretty handmade pottery pitcher instead, with blue, green and natural toned glazing and a lovely swoop to the handle.  The "nice" crystal pitcher is going to the thrift store.  I feel so happy!  Being on a roll, I also replaced the plastic tumblers we've had forever because we had kids and kids break things with Real Glass tumblers (in rainbow colors!) - after all, the "kids" are nearly adults now and rarely bury their drinking cups in the sandbox anymore.

Then I bought a new picture frame for a picture in my living room and tossed that horrid Oh-So-80s oak one. Ahhhh.

Someone stop me before I order all new furniture!

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[primsong]

In actuality, when I say "order new furniture" I mean "Pray for funky furniture to show up at estate sales" ^_^

And don't freak, you're just at that transitory phase of life, enjoy it while it lasts! Think how nice it is that you get to pick out new goodies from garage sales at the other end of the pipe. I was in a similar situation back in my college days and pretty much everything I had fit into the back of my battered little Honda. Even my cats.

[justice_turtle]

...ooh, that's right, I'll be able to get to garage sales! :D I don't think I've been to one in donkey's years; they are not common in dorm communities, and when I lived with my parents I wasn't allowed because I Bought Too Much Junk. ;P

Heck, I'll be able to have garage sales, possibly (if I have anything left to sell XD). We never did because my dad has a sort of gut resistance to people making / saving noticeable quantities of money by means other than him working nine-to-five and having bank interest (I am finding something of the same sort in my own head, which is Worrisome because I still don't know why), and because my mom always worried about the shoppers hypothetically casing the joint. O_O

*hugs you on principle* I love that I have friends who can remind me how a normal life actually works, and that I don't have to leave y'all behind when I move. :D