It's a funny feeling I get when I have purchased someone else's old things.
|cute little airplane, found covered in grime and other stuff, at an auction.|
Especially at estate auctions, I imagine that this is what my life will be too, with all my stuff being on the block some day.
|lamp from the thrift store|
However, that doesn't stop me from going and just imagining what I could do with those things, and until the day comes that it is my stuff there, I will continue to enjoy playing with the bits and pieces of other peoples lives.
That seems a little creepy. I try not to think about it too much, but every once in a while...
...the thought occurs to me and I get a funny little shiver.
So I try to just enjoy these things for what they are, things that someone else enjoyed for awhile and now can be enjoyed again.
Even so, I was a little sad to see this lamp go. I will comfort myself with the thought that someone else will enjoy it for awhile and it will be, at least, one less thing at MY estate sale.
Have an abundant day!