At a thrift shop, taking the kids around, I found yet another huge maul. paid three bucks for this one.
But I found seventeen LPs worth a listen and twelve CDs. Three super fine Japanese blades and one Swedish, just to top it off.
Spent eighteen bucks, but came home with large booty. (Not a reference to my fat ass!)
I passed on a few things I regret walking away from, but I have to follow instincts. Maybe I was meant to do someone more needy than me a small favor. I like to think that is why I did not just grab up hoardable things.