Hoping to break my current record of one (albeit spectacular) blog post, I am taking advantage of the downtime here at work where I am waiting to roll on a project and starting a new blog.
I live in Chicago and love nothing better than buying junk. I am often joined by my friend, Jen C, who lives just outside Chicago and loves nothing better than buying junk. Neither of us has financial discipline or restraint. Only one of us has an old lady cart of generous proportions, which is about all that limits us when spending the day at an area flea market.
This Saturday starts the Kane County Flea Market (well for us). We missed last month's this year for reasons I cannot recall. No matter. The Swine shed does not discriminate.
We Jen(n)s eschew minimalism. As you, dear Reader, may discover for yourself in the course of this summer. We both live in abodes that some, unenlightened individuals, might consider over-furnished. We both have a slight addiction to the purchase of seating. One of us, who has more than twice the number of rooms and a basement over the other, has the advantage of space in this regard. The other of us tries not to be jealous. And dreams of a row of old theater seats.
Next up: A Sandwich Day. Or Junk Defined. I haven't decided.
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A blog to celebrate the activity of fleaing, brought to you by two Jennifers, lovers of all things vintage.
