Okay, I had a desire to shop, but at a really fun little place on the side of the road. As Elizabeth calls Ed’s Stuff, “…it’s the little place that looks like a lot of yards sales threw up on the front lawn.” Ed is nice, not like the last cool place I found to stop. Here’s what’s posted on his front door:
He’s very trusting, as many places I’ve seen would not do this. Quite honestly, I love it and it makes me want to buy something “after hours” so I can drop my money in the box. He’s also ‘green’, which is very important. Inside the store, there are things that most people probably wouldn’t think twice about discarding into a trash bin. He had a pile of toilet wax rings for sale, which I’m assuming were there because he salvaged them from a dumpster or something. The boxes were in bad shape, but the merchandise was just fine. If I need to reset my toilet in the next 11 months, at least I know where to go.
I love browsing through the random stuff and could have stayed there for hours… but on to new adventures, without shopping. :)
Where is Ed’s place?
Oh nevermind. I see that Ed is in Maine. Boo.