Friday is jeans day at the library, and I wear them whenever I remember that it’s Friday. Last week, I wore a pair that I had just found at the thrift store a few days earlier. They’re great jeans – made from a thin, dark denim that moves well and looks great. They’re from the Gap, and I think I paid $4 for them. They looked brand new, no fading or frayed hems. Anyway, on Friday both of my coworkers at the desk commented on them. One said that they looked like really high-end designer jeans, and the other one mentioned how much she loved them. Both women asked me where I got them. They each had very surprised looks when I mentioned the thrift store across the street. I can remember when I used to be ashamed of my family’s second-hand shopping habits (pretty much all of my teen years). Thank goodness I learned young – alibet secretly – what good deals are to be found when you’re willing to give something a second life. If I bought everything new I’d either be very broke or I’d have very few things.