From homebody to thrifting queen ...

Did you follow the show Monk? Then you probably saw that episode where his brother had been in the house for 20 years (if I remember correctly) without ever leaving? That has been me for the past few week or so. I have barely left the apartment, except for evening strolls with my sister. I have spent most my time  playing housewife, catching up on lost sleep, trying to get a head-start on next terms assignments, reading books and blogs and watching TV.

 So yesterday I decided enough with the hibernation already! I met up with a friend for some hot chocolate and coffee at a nearby cafe and followed by some window-shopping. And today I went out to get some wool for my sister and I to crochet with. On the way back I stopped by a thrift store. My plan had been to pick this beautiful vintage tweed blazer that I saw there a couple of days ago, but sadly it was gone. With a heavy heart (and empty hands) I began to make my way out of the store. Then I spotted a pretty deep purple coloured v-neck sweater. Purple is my colour, I can rarely walk away from purple items. Right across, on the opposite rack, was this lovely little brown vest. I picked the two items up and  headed for the counter, feeling quite content. Then I spotted this pretty red cardigan with lovely silver hooks. It's been pretty chilly out and I could imagine that it would keep me snug and warm. And the bright colour would cheer me right up on gloomy winter and autumn days. It would be a crime to leave it in the shop. Long story short:

Note: tip of rainbow coloured sock. Totally did that on purpose. Alright. I'm off to bed.

G'night!