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Thrift Store Junkies and Awesome Finds, Murrieta, CA (2025)

07/26/2025

My daughter's bedroom has been empty for two years, but I still catch myself buying her favorite purple flowers every spring.
The doctors said stage four meant months, not years. They were wrong about the timeline but right about everything else. Emma fought longer than any of us imagined, whispering about the garden we would plant together when she got better. She made me promise to fill it with purple - her favorite color since she could talk.
For eighteen months after the funeral, I could not touch the yard. The weeds took over, neighbors stopped asking when I planned to clean it up. My husband tried to hire landscapers, but I screamed at him until he sent them home. That earth held too much pain.
Last fall, something shifted. Maybe it was finding her garden journal under her bed, pages filled with sketches of moon gardens and butterfly bushes. I started small, just clearing one section where she had always wanted to build something magical.
The white quartz rocks came from an estate sale. The elderly woman told me they came from her mother's meditation garden, said her mother believed the stones held protective energy for families going through hard times. I loaded every single one into my car, knowing Emma would have loved the story.
Building this spiral took three weekends and more tears than I can count. I found the purple plants through a seller on the Tedooo app who specializes in memorial gardens (I also have my craft store after a tip I heard here). When I told her why I needed them, she sent extra bulbs and a handwritten note saying she understood the weight of planting hope in grief.
Now I sit here every evening, watching sunset light catch the white stones. It is not the garden Emma and I planned together, but it is the one I built for her. And somehow, in this circle of stone and purple blooms, I can feel her again - not in the dying, but in the growing.
The empty bedroom upstairs will always break my heart. But down here, surrounded by her favorite color, I remember that love does not end when breathing stops.

07/26/2025

My husband disappeared into the garage for three weekends straight, and I thought he was avoiding household chores again.
Turns out he was building me the bathroom storage solution I've been complaining about for two years, but was too stubborn to just go buy at the store.
Our master bathroom is gorgeous, but whoever designed it apparently never used toilet paper in their life. No storage, nowhere to put anything, just beautiful empty walls that mock you when you're sitting there with no tissue in sight. I'd been stashing supplies under the sink like some kind of bathroom hoarder, digging through cleaning products just to find a spare roll.
I must have mentioned it a hundred times. "We need storage in here." "I can't find anything in this bathroom." "Why didn't they put any cabinets in here?" My poor husband probably got tired of hearing about it, but I figured we'd eventually just buy one of those over-toilet storage towers like normal people.
Instead, he measured the wall space, researched built-in storage ideas, and apparently spent hours watching DIY videos. I caught him browsing bathroom renovation posts on the Tedooo app one night, taking screenshots of different storage designs. He even found a tutorial from someone who'd done something similar and messaged them for advice on the best materials.
Three weeks later, he calls me into the bathroom like he's revealing some grand surprise. And there it is - this perfectly fitted storage unit that looks like it was always supposed to be part of the wall. Toilet paper, extra towels, phone charging spot, everything I need right at arm's reach.
I actually teared up a little, which probably confused him since it's just bathroom storage. But it wasn't about the shelves. It was about him listening to something that mattered to me and taking the time to fix it with his own hands.
Now I catch myself just opening and closing the little doors sometimes, still amazed that he built this for me.

07/26/2025

We've been trying to out-surprise each other for fifteen years and I think I just won. Last month he surprised me by turning our old ladder into this gorgeous plant stand after seeing me admire something similar online. The week before that, I found him in the garage at midnight refinishing a vintage mirror he'd rescued from a yard sale because he knew I'd been wanting one for our bedroom.
This is what fifteen years of marriage looks like when you're both a little competitive about gift-giving. We've turned into these people who see potential in everything and constantly try to one-up each other with thoughtful surprises.
When we discovered upcycling together last year, it became our thing. We started following restoration accounts, sharing ideas back and forth, and I even opened a little shop on the Tedooo app where I sell some of my furniture flips. He's my biggest supporter and my toughest critic, which makes every project better.
I found this old entertainment center for forty bucks and knew immediately it was perfect. My husband is obsessed with coffee, like borderline ridiculous about it. He has opinions about water temperature and grind size that I pretend to understand. But I love watching him get excited about his morning ritual.
The transformation took me three weeks of late-night garage sessions. I got the LED lights and hardware from different sellers on Tedooo app, including this amazing woman in Tennessee who made the custom "Coffee Time" sign. Every detail had to be perfect because I knew he'd notice everything.
When I revealed it, he got this look on his face that reminded me why I married him. Pure joy mixed with complete shock that I'd been planning this whole elaborate surprise. He spent twenty minutes just opening every door and examining how I'd organized all his coffee gear.
Now I'm already plotting my next project because he's definitely going to try to top this one. Our friends think we're crazy, but there's something magical about loving someone enough to spend weeks creating something just to see them smile.

07/26/2025

My mom collected what everyone called "junk jewelry" for years. You know the kind - those plastic beads from craft stores, broken earrings, random buttons, little sparkly bits that most people would throw away. She had boxes and boxes of it. After she passed, I couldn't bring myself to get rid of any of it, but I also had no idea what to do with it all.
My husband found me in the garage last month, sitting on the floor surrounded by all these little containers, just... overwhelmed. I was trying to sort through her things and kept picking up these tiny beads and remembering how she'd get so excited finding them at yard sales. "Look at this color!" she'd say, holding up some random pink bead like it was a precious gem.
He didn't say much that day, just sat with me for a while. But apparently, he'd been planning something.
Yesterday he calls me outside and there's this old window frame propped against the fence. At first I'm like, "Babe, what is this?" And then I really looked at it.
Every single pane is filled with Mom's jewelry. All those "worthless" beads arranged in the most beautiful patterns, sealed behind glass like they're precious stones in a museum. He even used some of her old necklace chains to create these delicate spiral designs.
When the sun hits it... oh my god, it's like a kaleidoscope. All those colors she loved so much, dancing and shimmering. It's absolutely magical.
Turns out, while I was at work, he'd been secretly messaging people in the stained glass groups on Tedooo app. I have my own little shop there where I sell the quilted pot holders Mom taught me to make, so he knew I was always scrolling through looking at other crafters' work. He found this woman in Arizona who specializes in resin art and basically became her student via DMs, asking a million questions about how to seal everything without the colors bleeding.
I'm not even embarrassed to say I full-on ugly cried when I saw it. Because Mom was right - every single one of those "worthless" beads really was beautiful. She just saw something the rest of us missed.
Now it's hanging in our garden where it catches the morning light, and every time I look at it, I can hear her voice saying, "See? I told you they were special."

07/26/2025

I'm getting married this September, an outdoor wedding. I wasn't able to find a comfortable pair of nice white sandals that fit me, sooo. I tried my hand at altering a pair I already had
These sandals have the most incredible story behind them. They were my mom's - the only pair of shoes I kept after she passed away three years ago. She wore them to every special occasion, and I'd been saving them for my wedding day as my "something old."
Last month, I was walking to my dress fitting when a car ran a red light and hit me. I wasn't seriously hurt, thank God, but when I looked down, one of Mom's sandals was completely torn apart. I sat on the sidewalk crying - not from pain, but from heartbreak over losing this precious piece of her.
That's when this angel of a woman stopped to help me up. She saw me clutching the broken sandal and immediately understood. "Don't worry, honey," she said. "Some things can be made even more beautiful when they're broken."
She gave me her card and told me she did textile restoration. When I looked her up later, I discovered she has an amazing shop on the Tedooo app where she creates the most stunning fabric flowers and lace work. She completely transformed Mom's sandals, adding delicate lace and these gorgeous silk flowers that somehow made them even more special than before.
Now when I walk down the aisle in September, I'll be wearing a piece of Mom that survived being broken, just like I did. Sometimes the most beautiful things come from the most painful moments, crafted by strangers who become angels.

07/25/2025

What do you do with your old and ripped up towels. Yes, I do have better things to do 😂 but we are trying to recycle and upcycle ♻️ things as much as possible. No idea is too crazy but I’d rather limit the effort to a few hours ⏳
(Btw, ordered some handmade towels from the Tedooo app and im in love! Thanks for the tip!!)

07/25/2025

Unfortunately I purchased a rug that did not look like the pictures online. I cannot return it and I really dislike the colors, I wanted to order a new handmade one from a crafter I follow on the Tedooo app (where I usually get handmade items), but husband insists we try to make this one work.. I am struggling to decide on a paint color that will complement the rug. Any suggestions? Please help me not hate my rug!

07/25/2025

Today I received my wedding gown back. I sent it off earlier this year to be made (by super talented crafter on the Tedooo app, btw thanks for letting me know about this app, so much better than etsy and Pinterest together!) into angel gowns for babies that don't make it home from the hospital and I'll be donating them to the NICU at Vanderbilt. 17 little gowns were made from my dress and as beautiful as they are I pray they are never needed." Please Like & Share. ❤️ by Justi underwood

07/25/2025

Apparently, if you can see a tree, you're left-brained, and if you can see two people holding hands, you're right-brained 🤔
Most of my fellow crafters on the Tedooo app saw a tree, I see people!

07/25/2025

‘I need your input! With or without! I don’t know if I like it! Might be too much!’
Saw it on the tedooo app and had to share here to see you8r opinions!

07/25/2025

I came out to my parents and they built me a literal Narnia wardrobe
I'm sitting in my childhood bedroom right now ugly crying and I need to tell y'all what just happened.
So... I came out to my parents three months ago. Gay. Been hiding it for years, you know? I was terrified they'd disown me or give me some lecture about disappointment and grandchildren. We're from a pretty traditional family and I honestly expected the worst.
The conversation was... awkward. They didn't say much. Just "we love you" and "we need some time to process." Which, honestly, felt like code for "we're disappointed but trying to be polite."
I've been avoiding coming home ever since. Making excuses about work, saying I was too busy, whatever. But Mom kept insisting I come for dinner this weekend, so finally I caved.
I walk into the house and Mom's like, "Oh honey, we redid the guest room closet while you were gone. Want to see?"
I'm thinking, okay, weird flex but sure. She leads me upstairs and opens the door to what used to be this boring walk-in closet and...
Y'ALL.
They turned it into a freaking NARNIA WARDROBE. Like, the whole thing. Ornate wooden frame, the works. You open the doors and there's this whole secret room behind it. Fully lit, organized, beautiful.
I'm standing there confused and Dad walks up behind me with this huge grin. "We figured," he says, "it was time you could come out of the closet whenever you wanted. And hey, if you're gonna do it, might as well be magical."
I LOST IT. Just completely broke down sobbing.
Turns out, after I came out, they spent weeks researching LGBTQ+ support, reading books, joining online groups. Mom even found this incredible carpenter on the Tedooo app who specializes in custom furniture with hidden compartments and secret rooms. She told him the whole story - how they wanted to surprise their son and show him they love him exactly as he is. The guy was so touched he gave them a discount and even added extra details.
The best part? There's a little engraved plaque inside that says "Always room for magic in this house."
I thought I knew my parents. Thought I had them all figured out. But they spent three months quietly showing me that love looks like researching, learning, and building literal doorways to acceptance.

07/25/2025

Saw this post and had to share!
‘My brother finished his first quilt, I'm very happy to have someone in the family to join me in sewing, welcome to this art! please don't be harsh with criticism, he's still just a beginner’

(Source- tedooo app)

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