This weekend followed a familiar pattern. Often our weekends consist of one big day out then one big day in. The big day in is usually spent gardening, catching up on household chores, reading and relaxing. Big days out, well, more on them later.
This weekend's big day in was an especially satisfying one as it meant that all the books that have languished in our shed for the nine months since we moved in here could finally come into the house. I have been hunting for some shelves for months and was about to admit defeat, head to Ikea and join the other 60 million Billy bookcase owners. For various reasons, I find shopping in Mandurah often tricky and usually unsuccessful.
Anyway, what Mandurah lacks in other ways, it makes up for in op shops. There are loads of them and they aren't the over-curated, over-priced and picked-over disappointments you find in the big cities. These are your basic hit-and-miss, sometimes crusty, sometimes fabulous old-school op shops. And the joy of living in a place where few people seem to share my taste is that when something I love turns up in an op shop it just ... sits there.
So it was with the great big mid-century design classic Ladderax shelving system I snapped up from a local op shop this week. Way back here I wrote about how I dreamt of finding one of those, never really believing that I would. But as "our Rach" would say, "It didn't happen overnight, but it did happen".
After setting them up and rearranging the library/study/Lego Pit/living room, we now have a different assortment of things in the big shed that we no longer have room for in the house: mid-century vases, Betsy my beloved cowhide orange slice chair, a Fler lounge suite, various small bookcases, quite a few books and perhaps even seven Tretchikoff prints - most of which I originally picked up at op shops.
Looks like I may need to spend my next big day in having a garage sale.