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The Why of Thrift

This is a sock lot I thrifted for $7.99. There are 57 pair of socks (plus a nice pair of slippers that I forgot to put in for the pic) and they're all brand new, never worn. That's fourteen cents a pair, which is the best price I will ever pay. Because I walk several miles every day I wear out socks in a few months. Thrifting instead of paying retail just makes sense.

I don't often buy vintage quilts in need of repair, but the $7.99 I bid on this old beauty and the very minimal damage made it a painless purchase. Yes, it's made of mostly polyester, and it will never win any awards. It's not about that. It made me happy to acquire a quilt like the one I spent many years repairing for Mom.

I needed some new notebooks; thrifting got me this lot of eight for $7.99. That's cheaper than the dollar store, and I kept these eight from ending up in a landfill.

Not everyone likes to thrift, and I get that. You don't know where it's been, and it might seem squicky. But my socks are brand new, and my notebooks are just as nice and useful as anything I could buy retail. I think all old quilts deserve to be preserved and reused, even the ones that aren't especially valuable. That I didn't have to pay through the nose for any of the above is just an extra bonus.

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