The reality
of post holiday responsibility raised it's ugly head today as we went
back to the regular schedule of packing packages, writing new descriptions,
and taking photos for . I decided this past week to start looking for
more of certain types of clothing items to list as well. I think that
was prompted to do that by my finding another pair of perfectly good
Mephisto shoes at the thrift store last week, as well as a next to new
Eileen Fisher jacket and couple of brand new Disney character shirts
and American Girl jacket. It's worth a try, and it'll help support my
habit of buying every pair of thrift shoes in my size that are half
way decent.
Why do
I buy all these shoes anyhow?
I don't
even go anywhere much more exciting than to the studio most days. If
I weren't such a skeptic, I'd almost believe that astrological signs
actually do exert some control over behavior. Pisces supposedly governs
the feet, or so I've been told, and I definitely have had a serious
case of shoe lust all my life. But it's more likely that I am on an
endless search to find the exact right pair of shoes. For I have never
had happy feet.
Pillows
and chairs seem to follow me home all the time as well.Maybe in some
past life I had to walk a long way with no shoes, had no place to sit
down and never had a pillow to rest my head, so I've had to overcompensate
in this life.
I must
have at least 16 bed pillows, and a ton of throw pillows. Far more than
enough to meet our needs. But if I see a brand new, or close to new,
bed pillow at a garage sale, I'll take it home, wash it up and it will
be guaranteed a long relaxing life lounging around on the guest bed,
or hiding in the top of a closet until needed to replace the ones I
left in the motel. (I always have to have my own pillow when I travel.)
And the
chair thing? What is that?
Never
feeling a need to have a dining table with matching chairs, I would
often buy chairs in twos whenever I saw a nice pair. Or, sometimes in
fours. Once I found four chairs in an antique mall in Ohio which matched
two I already had at home. Miracle of miracles! This was my opportunity
to actually have a matching set of six! I managed to make room in our
van which was already jammed with an art fair display, and hauled those
babies home. Let's just say that they almost matched the other
chairs.
Eventually
I acquired so many chairs that people used to make fun of me. My brother
even found me a great pair of chair earrings which I love to this day.
I think
our never having matching chairs must have traumatized my daughter,
because when she was looking for a dining room table this fall, and
I was trying to steer her toward the garage sale route, and I also offered
to give her some of my vast collection of chairs, she loudly protested
that she was not going to have anything which did not match.
When we
had a house I could hide the strays and extras in the basement, but
now there is just not enough space in our apartment. So I've had to
curb my enthusiasm.
But I
can still seat 18 unmatching people in 18 unmatching chairs and I can
offer at least 16 of them pillows. And if their shoe size happens to
be anywhere from a ladies 7 1/2 to an 8 1/2 I can shoe them all.