No big surprise that I go to Goodwill a LOT.
My new routine is to go to work – list on ebay and craigslist – do any bookkeeping that needs to get done – pack ebay and then in the early afternoon I lock up the place and go to Goodwill #1 – then to Salvation Army – Goodwill #2 – back to the office to list what I just bought or whatever may need doing…. pick up the kid after school – back to the office – then late afternoon – back to Goodwill #1 – then home!
Whew.
It IS a jungle in there!
If only I could provide an audio snippet – you would hear the sounds of the wild children scampering through the store – screaming out in childish unrestrained joy at the big playground that is a Goodwill store. I do not understand why management does not deal with this issue.
Maybe somebody already took care of this one…
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I see lots and lots of things that I have never seen before at Goodwill, and that is part of the fun of it.
This was a very curious chair, indeed.
I did not buy it – it was not in the best of shape – just had a funky shape!
Sharon painted this in 1977.
Musta been the era.
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Somedays when parents are hollering for their children across the big expanse of store and children are riding trikes around the store and blatantly ignoring the loud requests from their folks and others are blocking the narrow aisles with their wide shopping carts – – – I feel like this:
