(not quite) Breakfast at Tiffany's

A quick breakfast after yard-saling with a friend and our men. Well, we yard-saled and they drove us...and waited...drove...waited...etc.

It was a good day for bargains. I left the house with $5.

I bought a blue glazed earthenware garden pot, a white lamp shade (to go on my newly painted lamp), a signed lighthouse print and another lamp (that I got to sit by a chair for reading, but the reading extension is not working, so it will either get repaired or sent to my yardsale).

I returned to my house with $1.

"People always think that happiness is a faraway thing," thought Francie, "something complicated and hard to get. Yet, what little things can make it up; a place of shelter when it rains - a cup of strong hot coffee when you're blue..."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn