Decided to visit the Flea Market
today, just ‘cause. I don’t normally like going two weeks in a row – when it’s
being held that long – but I needed some ‘me’ time. Dearest Son decided he’d
rather sleep in, and I had some first of the month errands to run, so I was up
early to be home before the heat of the day weighed in.
Bank wasn’t open as early as
I thought, so I was at the Flea almost as soon as they opened, and I’d
completely forgotten to get some cash. It was OK, there really wasn’t much new
anyway. Was on my way out when I saw a vintage sewing box and another grab bag
of sewing miscellany, but the ATM on-site charged $4. And I knew my bank would
add another $2., at least. That was more than my stuff cost ! So I told the
seller, who always seems to be happy to see me, that I’d have to catch him next
time – and he told me to take the stuff anyway ! Turns out, they’ll be there
next week, and I’ve been asked to take M & FIL to the Farmer’s Market, also
on the Fairgrounds, next Saturday, so I told him I’d catch him up next week. He
told me not to worry about it. How amazing is that ?
So I now own two vintage
iron-ons (a gingham puppy and an alphabet block), 13 spools of thread in
various sizes and colors, several hand-sewing needles, another half-empty pack
of snaps, two different sizes of lace, some gorgeous vintage trim thick enough
to be a bracelet, some Kelly green bias tape (double fold), two cards of
buttons and several loose ones, and several zippers, one new in package. The
other, older zippers went back into the bag – gonna toss everything I don’t
want from all three of the bags I’ve bought, and put ‘em back on his selling
table. Maybe someone will want that stuff.
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