The Junk Fairy blew me kisses

I didn't want to get out of bed yesterday. It was Saturday; my bed was so, so soft and warm. I stretched and stretched and finally made my feet hit the floor. I wasn't moving fast by any stretch of the imagination. My goal today was to get more of my Christmas shopping done and didn't feel like I wanted to rush into the madness.On the way to the mall, I stopped at an estate sale here in town. I didn't expect to find anything because it was already an hour into "half-price day". I made a bee line to the garage. Forget the furniture and household - my first order of business is usually the garage, shed, and outbuildings. I like the boxes of "treasures". You never know what you will find and I love the "thrill of the hunt". I don't even always take time to see what all is in the box. If it looks interesting at first glance, I pick it up and keep hunting. Let's just say that the Junk Fairy blew me kisses. I am a sucker for old door knobs, keys and the like. Can't seem to pass them up.
I also couldn't pass up a plastic bag full of plastic bags, full of Barbie accessories. They didn't have a price on them so I guess that is why they were still there. The assistant took the bag to the guy in charge and when she brought it back to me with the price, it was all I could do not to start grinning ear to ear in fear that he would change his mind.

Let's just say that I got all of this and more for less than the price of a large pizza and a drink. Yes, the Junk Fairy definitely blew me sweet kisses.