Look what I found at the thrift store today:
I often feel like other people have more luck thrifting than I do, but it’s probably just that those other people go more often. I’ve had a couple of good outings in the past few weeks, and I’m really pleased with this mug. Only eighty cents!
I did have the biggest stroke of general thrifting luck today, because I discovered that one of the hyooogest stores has been just four miles away from me this whole time. I only had about twenty minutes to rush around inside of it today because I was waiting for my very first strength training class to start.
Yeah, strength training — training to become less feeble. I belong to a Lifetime Fitness gym, which means that I can go to most of the other locations in the metro area, so I’ve been keen to check out the one in New Hope. It’s actually closer to me than the one I usually use, but I’ve never been for a whole host of boring reasons. Well, no more, because it’s nice, it has everything I need, and it’s right next to the giant thrift store. There has never been a more fortunate pairing.
Strength training kind of kicked my butt, in a good way. I didn’t think I’d be all that into classes with the hopping and the steps and the hand weights and the thumpy-thumpy music. But I have to admit that I’ve been getting a little bored with yoga, so I may change things up for a while.
Speaking of doing new things, I’m going to try making yogurt tonight with this method. I was going to make bread also, to justify warming up the oven, but then I realized that I don’t really want a loaf of bread. Surely heating up the oven AND letting most of a loaf of bread go stale would be worse than the heating alone, yes? Yes. Let’s not even think about what else I could bake instead. No.
I can just imagine how nervous my mom will get about me trying to make yogurt. Never mind! What’s the worst that can happen?
