Toy Restoration and related ramblings.

Hello, my name is Kate or you can call me RamblingRabbit if you prefer. For my first blog entry I wasn't entirely sure on what to do or what to talk about, so I have just decided to post something more inline with a written stream of consciousness in relevance to things I've done as of late. Because of this, the blog entry you are about to read may seem choppy or out of order. I hope at the very least you are able to find some entertainment in any of my writings on SpaceHey from here on out.

So I am a reseller as a side hustle and I go thrifting every weekend to see if I get more stock. 

This weekend I found the cutest vintage dog plushie that was matted all to hell and it even had a glob of hot glue stuck to it. So for fun I decided to clean it, restore it, and give it a new home. If you would like to hear more about the process you can read and see that here.

For some peculiar reason it is difficult for me to not express sympathy for anything, much less a inanimate object. At thrift stores you see so many preloved or abandoned objects that, from my perspective, its hard to not feel a little bit of sympathy towards the discarded. I've seen peoples whole collections they likely spent their whole life working on, I've seen gifts that were likely once given to deceased loved ones such as vintage mothers day items, toys that were obviously loved for many years before being ultimately being given away and so on. I know of course, that you can not keep every item that belongs to you or anyone else, but it is still a saddening thought that often crosses my mind almost every time I visit secondhand stores.

I can't really decipher on whether that is empathy for the previous owner, empathy based on the reflection of self or empathy directed towards the never-living. Its still a strange feeling nonetheless and that is the primarily emotion that influenced me wanting to restore the toy. I'd like to think the previous owner would be happy to know their beloved toy was washed and restored, but who knows. In the end it doesn't matter and it would be very unlucky they would ever find that out.

I am personally happy with how it turned out, and it makes me happy to know that the plush has a good home with me now. I am not reselling it, mainly because I don't want it sitting on a shelf somewhere and I would like it to be able to be actually played with. Maybe I'll end up giving it away to a kid one day.