The Things I Didn't Buy And The Thing I Did

 

 Yesterday was a thrift shopping day and I came upon a goldmine of crazy.  Someone's collection of ceramic figurines, all of them elderly.  In addition to this shelf full, there were about 20 more scattered throughout the store.   I couldn't bring myself to buy them.  I just felt like I had to have them all or none of them and, while my husband really appreciates many of the horrifying ceramic things I bring  home, he wouldn't if I spent $60 to $80 on one haul.

Then I went to my local grocery store and happened upon this:

 

For sale for $18.95 and totally ironically cool.  Which was hugely disappointing because I already own this:

 

Bought for a buck at a yard sale, under the impression that it wasn't supposed to be ironically cool.  I don't know how I feel about it any more.  

 

But I am thrilled with this purchase.  It's the door to an old PO box.  I bought it at the post office.  The woman behind the counter gave me a quick lesson on how to pick the lock, too - which was priceless.