They've Been Waiting for You

The thrift stores have reopened with masks and social distancing in place. While I try to limit my non-essential shopping, I did do a quick turn through my local Goodwill recently.

It was mostly for my metal health...which may say something about my mental health I'd rather not examine too closely.

With the exception of limits on the number of customers at a time in the store, the Goodwill was much the same as I'd last seen it 3-months ago. The assortment of "beings" on the shelves were still there, having waited patiently in the dark.

I can't tell what his monochromatic little girl was holding in her hands, but she looks as if she was growing weary of waiting for the store to reopen.

These guy got so tired of waiting, they fell asleep.

As always, the assortment of the discarded vary widely.

There is always the fancy...

The vaguely creepy...

The angelic with children...

And with dogs...

The very common child dressed as a holly bush blowing kisses underwater in a snow globe

(actually I've never seen that before and don't totally understand)...

The dancers...

The lovers...

The ever present seafarers

And the majestic...

I'm not sure how time has simultaneously felt like it has slowed down and spend up (is it really July 4th this weekend?) But Santa is either way late to the party, or he said the heck with it and decided to get himself out there early.

I sympathize with his confusion.

I'm right there with him.

Although this has been a strange and challenging time, I wouldn't be honest if I said I hadn't found some positive things, too, that I may not have had otherwise. 

Some quiet time to reflect, some needed awaking, time with my grown children I would have missed...and way too many snacks.

I hope this finds you well and as content as my dog in front of the fire.