Recently I was preparing to pay for my one find at a yard sale, when another couple appeared onto the driveway. The husband asked the yard sale lady, “Do you have any croquet balls?”
She did not. I am not sure how common a question that is at yard sales. I do know that the National Croquet Center is located in my neck of the woods. So this could be asked more frequently here.
What ensued was a discussion about the inability to find only a few croquet balls without having to buy an entire croquet set. But it was the next turn in the conversation that really attracted my attention.
I knew this thrifting trip was going to be good. I decided to go to the Goodwill store that is a few miles to the south of our house and very close to the beach. As I parked and headed into the store, I used my phone to checkin on Foursquare. As the app logged my checkin, it announced that I was now the “mayor” of the store. That makes two Goodwills that have me as mayor.
On Saturday I finally made it to our nearby thrift store. Already on a tight time schedule, I was distracted by a few 
Yard sales have not been the best sourcing places for us in the past. Don’t get me wrong. I love a good yard sale. When we lived in other parts of the country, we found great stuff on a regular basis at yard sales. South Florida is a little different.
According to the website for the US Postal Service, there are restrictions for shipping items outside of the United States. I began looking at the list of prohibited items for some countries. I found the usual suspects of explosives, chemicals, animals, plants and human organs. No surprises there.
