Flea Market Day.

Stef and our only sustenance

car loaded

I have a thing about the flea market. It is one of my favorite days. Stef and I go every year and we always have a good time. Some years are better than others, but I have never ever not enjoyed myself. This year the summer was so packed that we decided to do the end of September one that was nicely paired with my birthday. I went to get Stef, we got coffee and some cash and headed up for the day. I love not being rushed and just being able to chat thoroughly and be inspired by different people’s creativity. Stef and I never even come close to seeing all the stuff. We spend the day looking and thinking about our families and fun things we can do to be a little more organized or just create something cool. This year we didn’t even eat anything other than popcorn the entire day. You forget about food when there is so much to see. At the end of the day we had wheeled and dealed, filled the car with stuff and headed back. This morning as I was walking around me house I was smiling because I have flea market finds of years past everywhere I look—having fun with my best friend is simply the best way to decorate.