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The first three months of 2025 proved very tough to get through for me, but I finished my first big work project of the year and got my income taxes filed on time. I did so well with my taxes that I beat last year's medical insurance underage (+$9.00) by six bucks, which amazed my preparer. It's very hard to estimate my income, but I was only $3.00 off this year, and I didn't have to pay anything because my rollover prepaid tax covered it.

That's why when we went on a road trip to Dunellon to cruise the antique and junk shops I gave myself permission to buy whatever I wanted, like this little haul of vintage fabrics, a pair of embroidered napkins, and a bundle of romance books. :)

The petite point on the napkins is just gorgeous.

At a local artist collective shop I bought a fabric-covered notebook, some sketched cards and a bottle of delicious carrot cake linen and room spray.

At the local yarn and sewing shop I found some half-price Rozetti Polaris yarn in a dreamy blue-white, a skein of pretty DK weight baby yarn I want to make into a hat for next winter, some local crocheter's creations (I really couldn't resist the emotional support chicken, as I want to make some of my own) and some other fun finds.

The collection of old wooden thread spools was likewise irresistable for me, as I love antique thread of any kind, and it came in a delightfully shabby vintage box.

Three of the spools are pure silk, another bonus.

I didn't spend much, considering all the lovely things I found, but I hope I set a new tone for the second quarter of this year. Go on adventures and look for treasures, that's my new focus.

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