When I was a little girl, I would pick weeds, (I thought they were flowers), all clinched in my fist, I would give them to my mother, in a vase the little weeds would live, until.. It made me feel good inside. As an adult, I still pick weeds, by picking ugly or castoff item's and creating something nice and useful. It still makes me feel good inside.
I have always considered myself to be a creative person, and I LOVE to scavage thrift stores, junk stores and Goodwill looking to fulfill that obsession!! It really is an obsession, you know what I'am talking about!! LOL
Well, its almost time, and I hate it!! Packing up my lovelies and moving. Just down the road a little ways, from one little town to the next, but, I still hate it!!!! I have stuff everywhere.......You never really know how much stuff you have...untill you move. Its true!!!!!
Most of this stuff, all junked up here, is going in a huge yard sale...