I’ll show you mine. Two

So I inherited all this. Well, mostly. The table is IKEA, of course, and so is the rug. The chairs, though were given to me years ago and I’ve dragged them with me through the different iterations of my living space. They were in storage for awhile, too. Now they’ve found a home.

The bookcases did hold books at one time, but I lost most of my books in a flooded basement years ago and I have not completely recovered. So I use the bookcases for my thrifting treasures. I’ve gone full spinster now and I am collecting vintage cameras, radios and I even have an Underwood  typewriter and one of those black rotary phones!

I usually have breakfast here and sometimes dinner when someone drops by and we don’t want to go out. During this quarantine I have used it more, because I'm home more time than usual. I've folded clothes here, sorted out records, framed pictures and the such. Funny, how this COVID-19 has changed even our most basic routines.


The cameras, lunch boxes and record boxes (those square boxes have inside seven-inch singles) seem to have followed a weird progression. I love 45s. Specially those with picture sleeves? Love them! I usually go crate digging and the first crate I go over is the 45s. Who would think there was a time singles charts were driven by well, people going out and buying a single? All of these things come from thrifting.

I have found a few of those record boxes. They were all the rage when teens (because music has always been driven by teens) probably toted them to sleepover to sleepover. One day I'm going to alphabetize those records. Right now they're all in there according to the mood I was in when I listened to them. I am my own Casey Kasem.

I also have an old portable turntable. I got it for $5 because it needs work. I think it's adorable and I can imagine the joy it gave to someone. I like the idea of portable turntables because they have a hearty dose of nostalgia. Before the iPod, there were portable turntables. To tell you the truth, I have no idea where the camera thing came from. Suddenly, I realized I had gotten several. From the black boxes of the forties to the big-flash-bulb ones, to a very cute one that looks like a purse. I've wanted to get an old-fashioned Polaroid for like, forever. I may gave myself one this xmas.

The radios and the phone have been spur of the moment things. I suddenly realized how cute those radios were. Also, they would help me if the zombie apocalypse would come and there's no more internet. That or in case IMPOTUS pushes the red button in an Adderall-fueled fury.

I love that black phone, BTW. I got it in Milwaukee, in a huge thrift store that's got floors and floors of antiques and fun things. Even though I have not seen a land line connection in more than ten years, I think those phones are super cool. Oh, and I also have a thing for lunchboxes, apparently. Funny how I have realized all these things while doing this post. I'm crazy, I tell you.

The typewriter was a gift. I saw it in a thrift store and I did not have enough money to buy it. So when I got it it really was a surprise. It's an Underwood and it's funnily the same color as the portable turntable. I guess that tone of green was a thing back then. It works, but I try not to use it too much because I have no idea where I'd get typewriter ribbon at this point. 

So that's that it for today. I think that by now you have an idea of how is it that I roll, no?

XOXO