I've been in the habit of looking in thrift stores for a while, and occasionally, I bring things home. Like on saturday I brought home a $3 frame( fits perfectly around my half bath mirrior!) and an old ammuntions box for $8 I found at DI. My husband tolarates it pretty well, but doesn't understand my foundness for old things. "Just don't turn into a hoarder", he says. The thing is, I see something old an see it's potential, and sometimes I just plain think it looks cool. I have a few things in the garage, one of them being and old carved door I got from my parent's rental property in Vernal. Well, today the pile has grown exponetially! My husband will probably be like " what is all this junk?" when he gets home. Here's the story of my fast growing junk pile. This morning I got a call from my brother Peter. I had been helping him with making a short film last month, and one of the locations was this old warehouse in SLC. This warehouse is full of junk, but there are lots of cool things in it within the piles of garbage. Like hundreds of vintage bed frames. I thought it would be fun to look through things and see if I could find anything, but was so worn out from working that I didn't get a chance. And I wasn't sure if the owner would just let us take things, either. Little did I know that part of the deal for filming there was to clean up some of the rooms. Peter had actually gotten some guys to do it, but they bailled on him, so I ended up helping him. After clearing out a bunch of garbage, and I mean trash!, I ended up unearthing some things I liked, and since Peter had his Jeep, we loaded it up when we left. Here is what is sitting in my garage right now:
So here's to junk! I would have taken even more if I could fit it! I'm actually going to go back for an green window paned door, so maybe I might find something else I like there too!


