For the moment, we live right smack dab in the middle of a big city. As in, we live in a mid-rise, with a parking garage in the basement, and shops and businesses on the main level. We rarely drive anywhere, and if our car were stolen, we probably wouldn't notice for at least a week -- we just don't make it down to the parking garage all that often. We can catch a bus or the light rail just by crossing the street.
Seems convenient, right? It usually is. But sometimes I get frustrated. Like when I needed a new iron. Within a mile of our building, we can buy artisan sweaters, antiques, every kind of coffee or pastry, hand blown glass and hand thrown pottery, paintings, rugs, designer furniture, and fresh flowers.
So, you learn to improvise when you need supplies.
sourceYou buy your glue at the drug store, and you buy sample pots of paint at a local hardware store.
And you find cool stuff sometimes.
Yarns and wooden spools and vintage crepe paper and linens and retro packages of glitter!
Old floral arrangements that can be cannibalized....
Even new bags of excelsior!
I'm pretty happy. Now, I just need to find some hot glue sticks....