Goodwill-she's calling me

I haven't been to Goodwill in about a week, not because I didn't want to but because I'm broke. Had to pay some "trivial" bill (car insurance) and now we're cash poor until Friday.Goodwill- she's a callin' my name though. "I have some treasures that need to come home with you.", she says whenever I pass by (which is at least once a day since it's like less than a mile from me). Never mind that I have no cash. Never mind that I have a play house full of stuff to list on Etsy and Ebay. Never mind that my house looks like ninja monkeys with a mean streak destroyed it(in reality it was the three year old all hopped up on sugar).I wanna gooo- I want to dig through the bins and find buried treasure. I want to peruse the racks looking for something cool. I want to gape at the weird stuff that comes in and wonder why in the world someone would donate those items.
(Deep breaths) Ok, tantrum over...sort of. I will sit on my hands (figuratively, you can't literally sit on your hands and type at the same time unless you're a contortionist.) I will take pictures of the stuff I do have.I will not pout.I will get my house clean(er). I will patiently wait until...Friday.
Here's a few things I bought recently:

                   Francie and Casey Studio House-apparently Barbie's unpopular friends.

              Barbie's friends don't get a dream house- just a studio apartment. On Ebay.

A Hall Golden Glo casserole dish. No chips, but I'm not sure it'll sell because there's some paint issues on the lid. The leprechaun who painted this was probably drunk at the time..or at Goodwill.

              A measuring glass for liquor.Friends don't let leprechauns drink alone I guess.

    And vintage clown heads from Japan. Not sure why I bought these..I blame the leprechaun,lol.