I know, you're probably thinking I barely got settled in downstairs.
And you are probably thinking I need to make up my mind once and for all about being a junker.
And I did just that, when I moved into my sweet little alcove in the basement there. If there ever was any doubt in my mind at all that I belong in an antique mall...in my favorite-est antique mall...it has been squelched. Moving back into a booth space in the basement has been such an adventure. The challenge of the narrow booth shape, without divider walls, and the lower ceiling...a thrilling blank canvas to inspire me so much that some nights I have struggled to fall asleep because I have too many ideas.
Thrifting is in my blood.
Having left the mall (twice before) because I felt that my life was just too busy, and this was the one expendable thing on the list, and then missing it so much that I came back, has lead me to discover that this is actually the thing that keeps my creative juices flowing, and fills a happy place in my heart. (I seem to take the long route to learning things sometimes.)
It feeds my soul.
The entire process, from yard saling and thrift store shopping, to paper crafting, and display set up, to hearing someone tell me how much they love my stuff. (Can I quote Jerry Maguire here and say that it completes me? Too sappy?)
I'm wiser now. I've learned my lesson, and the lesson is this: Junkin' and creating, and stockpiling random pieces of furniture and rusty, tarnished metal pieces, turns out to be who I really truly am. Leaving oodles and toodles of piles of scraps of paper, and ribbons, and glitter, all over my home is how I roll, and I need to embrace that part of myself.
Because when I am working on these things, I am energized in a way that I cannot put into words. (If you're a junker, you know what I am saying.)
So, last night, I moved (One. Last. Time.) upstairs to my new booth in Camas Antiques. (I got moved out from downstairs, and I will be at the mall today in the morning fluffing up my new booth....completed booth pictures to come!)
Full circle you could say.
I'm excited, and inspired, and ever so grateful to JoAnn for having faith in me, and offering up this fabulous opportunity.
Come see my booth...come see everything at the shop...it's First Friday, so they'll be open late!
