A typical Saturday morning routine in the Moss house includes a stop by Dixie Hwy Donuts for an apple fritter the size of your head and half-a-dozen assorted treats.
I was assigned the task of pick-up last Saturday, and after securing the package, was dutifully driving back home when a bright green garage sale sign caught my eye.
I can’t go, I thought to myself. The donuts might melt in the car and my family is hungry.
But…I could just swing by for a few minutes. Pop around a bit and then head home — yeah!
My poor, sweet family.
No regrets, though, obviously (at least for me). I pulled up to the best garage sale I’ve seen in recent memory and left with several treasures:
Garage sales are always fun to visit but let’s be honest, they’re usually full of junk.
This sale was truly impeccable, so I had to chat up the seller to find out how she curated so many beautiful things and was not surprised to learn that she used to own a boutique in Northwood.
We exchanged numbers and she’s going to hit me up the next time she has a sale — hell yeah!
In closing: the donuts didn’t melt, everybody at home forgave me for the detour, and I had my apple fritter and ate it too. 😉
Last week’s thrifted ‘fits:
This is my hobby. 