Doing this website, thinking about furnishing a new apartment, recycling, saving money, has led me to recognize that I am an authority on recycling. I am the queen of recycling when it comes to furniture. There is a reason for this. I hate to shop. There are some things that I will shop for, and enjoy it. Art work, I love galleries; books, I will spend hours in a book store; antiques, love them, but can’t afford most of the real ones; and junk.
I don’t shop for furniture. I’m not a garage sale shopper or even a classified ads shopper, I don’t do Craig’s List or e-bay. although I think these might be good ways to find great buys. No, I prefer to wait until people offer me things, or decide to throw them away, or give them to me. As a result, most of my home furnishings have a history.
I love my things, not so much that I can’t live with out them, but enough that I take them with me when I move. So many of them come with a story.
They belonged to people I’ve loved, or were given to me by people who loved me. Some of them, I had to work at, some were gifts, some were finds, some I grew up with. They’re just things, but they are things the way I like them. I didn’t pay a lot for any of them, and yet, they’re worth more to me than anything Ethan Allen or Pottery Barn could sell me.