Posted by I did the very thing I said I wasn’t going to do. And now I’m depressed. Well, not really depressed, more like peeved. Really, really peeved at myself. Okay, and maybe a little depressed.
Here’s the story…
Last Saturday was our monthly local flea market. It’s small, but I usually find a few treasures there. But I decided not to go because I had that huge private pick on for this week and decided to save my money for that.
Then on Monday I passed by my neighborhood thrift store while out running errands and of course had to pop in. But I gave myself stern instructions not to buy anything unless it was a 100% fantastic find. And friends, I had a 100% fantastic find in my hands but at the time I didn’t know how fantastic it was. And since I had the huge private pick the next day I decided to save my money for that. Well, back at home, four hours later, I did a little research on that item. Good grief. After smiting my head, I put on real clothes and headed back to the store, but it was too late. It was gone.
I lost out on buying a Juliana seahorse rhinestone and aurora borealis crystal pin like this one for $7.29!! I had this same pin in my hot little hands and if it had been signed I would have bought, but with no maker’s name, I left it behind…to save money for the huge private pick! And this pin was a good one regularly selling for over $100.
Now here’s the kicker. This morning I was supposed to be heading up to that huge private pick and I got a phone call. The gal got sick last night and she’s not sure when she can reschedule.
So it’s plain to see that I did count my chickens before they were hatched. I curtailed sourcing and buying because of this one big opportunity and now all I have is a bunch of broken eggs. A bunch of nothing. And it’s my own fault. I should have gone to the flea market. I should have bought the pin.
Sigh!
I am trying to remind myself that still have plenty of good stuff to list (because I do) and new sourcing opportunities are always around the corner (they are). But right now I am peeved with my poor decision making. And grumpy.
And will the huge private pick get rescheduled? Possibly. But I can’t count on it.
Today, I think I’ll stay home. Mope around a little. List a few items. Do a few chores. Eat some toffee. Pace around and mutter. Then settle down to watch some “Murder, She Wrote.” That’s my plan anyway!
Wishing you happy hunting,
Karen
Hunting for Vintage 
Enjoyed reading your sad tale. We’ve all done it. I remember a time when I saw a treasure trove of Dala horses – very large to small ones – from Sweden. It looked to be someone’s lifelong collection. Naive me checked them out only briefly and ‘assumed’ they were Mexican souvenir castoffs. By the time it took for me to see a stray in a bag on the wall and the marking on the horse inside, another lucky lady scooped every single one of them on the shelf into her cart! Poor, poor sad me, but still hopeful always that luck will return!
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Hi Linnea. Thanks so much for sharing your sad Dala horse story! Strangely it helped. I’m giving myself a day to get over my little woes and move on. 😁 Karen
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At least the seller was sick, and wasn’t just blowing you off like the last one. Toffee always helps, especially if it’s with chocolate and nuts!
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Lisa, so true. And the toffee was covered in dark chocolate and pistachios and is from Trader Joe’s. I’m not a huge sweet person so I ate one piece and was thrilled!
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