Spending 2 weeks with a headache has been miserable. Last weekend I thought if I got out of the house I might feel better. DH and I went to one of our favorite flea markets to spend the day. I wasn't much fun and didn't really get in the "diggin" mood. What a bummer. Later that afternoon some friends came by while hauling junk off their porch. they wanted to know if I wanted this piece of "junk". All I could say was "are you sure?" It isn't in the great shape, and I don't know where I'll find room for it, but I couldn't say "no". So here it sits in the living room waiting for a good home. What a GREAT piece of junk and I didn't even have to leave home.
