As the lake house project is wrapping up I had some time to squeeze in some junking this weekend. However, this time I was on a mission and not just browsing. You see I’ve become that person that I thought I would never be. In the past I would go junking/antiquing to see if I could find a treasure that caught my eye and would most likely end up as a display piece. Now I am looking for things from the past that I can use because I prefer them over the new. I had always noticed that in every junk store there were old pots/pans, dishes and kitchen utensils galore and I always just strolled past thinking who actually buys old kitchenware. Well folks… now that we have a second home (aka “the lake house”) I had the chore of furnishing it. Furniture was no big deal, curtains and linens-yep mark that off to, but when it came to the kitchen and I was looking for pots and pans I had an epiphany… I don’t like the new stuff. The majority of kitchenware I use at home was either hand me downs and/or from our wedding 20 years ago and I found I have a liking to it and they don’t make it anymore. So that led me on a mission to the junk stores looking for old kitchenware. So far so good. I’ve managed to find some pans identical to the ones I have at home, an old crock to store my utensils and thanks to Etsy I found 1950s aluminum cups just like the ones my grandma used to have that I loved as a kid. I’m still searching for a few items and have no doubt I will find them, just give me time. It’s funny because I used to think my grandma was crazy for still using a ringer washer up until her passing in 2014, but now I truly understand why. Once you get used to something, and it works for you, why change? Most people have retired their ringer washers and repurposed them by putting them in the flower garden and then you had my grandma who had 2 or 3 in the basement as back ups just incase her trusty washer finally gave out. Things used to be built to last and/or to be repairable many times. However, today I find that most things are of lesser quality and moreless disposable after a certain amount of time. There have been many instances that something has broken and the hubs took it apart to fix it and found out that something you used to be able to buy components for is no longer an option and you have to purchase a whole new part (which is usually plastic instead of metal) or a whole new item because it’s not repairable. I grew up poor and we never had anything nice and if something broke there was no going to get a new one, it had to repaired, no matter if it was a car, washing machine or TV. Yes, I remember the repair man coming to change tubes in the TV. I was used to getting by on less and seeing people fix what they had before they bought something new. So I guess I can blame my upbringing on my ideals and quest for vintage items. Maybe it’s my way back to the past when things were simpler. Lord knows the world moves way too fast these days and people forget to slow down. Warmer days are ahead of us, so roll down the windows, go for a Sunday drive and make sure to stop and visit some flea markets to see if you can find something that you can put to use. Appreciate the old things because you won’t realize how much you miss them until they’re gone then you will find yourself on a mission like myself. Finally, give thanks in all things! Continue reading “Mission Initiated”
This weekend was the first time we stayed the night at the lake house and we woke up to find that Easter came in with a cold snap. I looked outside to see all the spring blooms drooping and covered in ice. I sure hope they survive the freezing temperatures. This Easter was a little different for us. We celebrated on Saturday with our family. Our oldest spent Easter day with his girlfriend’s family and our youngest didn’t want to spend the day at the lake house so she visited a friend on Easter. It was just me and hubs eating leftovers by ourselves. Times certainly change the older the kids get. I find myself changing as well. These days I find that time is the most priceless thing to me. We are only allotted so much and once it’s gone there is no getting it back. The hustle and bustle of life to be able to keep up with the Jones’ is less and less appealing to me as I age. Not to say I don’t like nice things, but we don’t have to have the best of the best. I tend to find that what I love most is old and/or outdated. Our lake house is starting to be my favorite house because it is small and we incorporated salvaged materials throughout the house which turned out to be my favorite parts. It brings me joy to find something old that may not have a purpose anymore and find a new life for it so it can be enjoyed for many more years to come. Continue reading “New Life for Old Things”
Metal Shelf Brackets
Another weekend bites the dust. There just isn’t ever enough time to squeeze in all the things we want/need to do. Good news to pass along though is that our daughter went to district band competitions this weekend and will proceed to state! I was told that was pretty unheard of for a freshman. So proud! Our son also accompanied his girlfriend to prom this weekend. They looked amazing, but I am a bit impartial.
The lake house is coming along good especially with the limited time we’ve had to work on it. The bathroom & bedrooms are finished with the exception of putting up blinds and shelves in the closets.