The symptoms include: Checking ebay and etsy day and night, sometimes using a Thesaurus to come up with different words to describe what you're looking for, just in case.
You haunt thrift stores and flea markets ignoring adorable things you'd usually stop and fondle (I do NOT mean the cute fella at the concession stand) because you are focused on the one object you must have.
|Young Helen, we're supposed to be making play food. That's what girl's do!|
You begin practicing your concentration and powers of mental 'wishology' to materialize said treasure or to hone your 'Spidey Senses' so they will tingle when your beloved object is close at hand.
|I am one with the pans. I am one with the pans. I see them in my mind. I hear them in my thoughts. They call to me. These Glamorous, Glorious pink enameledware pans WILL BE MINE.|
You may recall this thrifty find -
the stall owner was there when I admired them and offered them to me for a song. Then, after she heard me sing, she changed that and wanted real money, but not very much of it so they came home with me and yet... some how it felt incomplete.
I blame watching too much School House Rock as a kid (Three IS a Magic Number)
Whatever the reason I did not get together a Pink Saturday post because the only thing I've felt well enough to do was look for more of these lovely ladies - who, it turns out, are angels (I KNEW it - Take that guy at the counter who told me they were 'exotic ladies' and definitely NOT angels) with detachable wings. Found that out shopping ebay where someone is selling them for, let's just say it's more than a song. I have a bid in on one that's not too crazy and we'll see but really, I'd love to just run into one thrifting. So that's what I am doing today instead of posting. I have that tingly feeling that there are more of these around my town and I want to find one in time to put up Christmas decor.
How about you - ever get a bad case of Gottahaveititis? What did you have to have?