Living object nostalgia.

I'm sitting here, 10:15 on a Saturday morning, drinking my coffee and taking my walk around the internet.

Looking around my home and just being in love with all the lived in nature of my home. All the unique items I have collected and thrifted and made myself.

I absolutely agree with Burnie. I cannot get enough of looking at and using stuff that has had people living with it before me.

I would be devastated if this all burned down, but I know it was just me getting to be the last chapter of those things.

I never want to buy a new build home. We got a brand new car this year and I'm happy I put the first scratch on it.

What's your favorite old junk in your homes? This table I'm at is one. Those Midcentury Modern glassware for dry baking goods is another. The orange shag carpet in one room that was never replaced by the last person is another.

I will use them and live alongside them until one of us breaks.