There are a lot of ways people choose to spend their free time on the weekends, but in our house, Sundays are reserved for something that probably doesn’t sound exciting unless you’ve experienced it yourself. We go to Red Racks. It has quietly become one of my favorite routines, not because it is particularly relaxing or predictable, but because it is the exact opposite. There is no guarantee of what you will find, no promise the racks will have anything worth taking home and no way to plan ahead for it, which is exactly what keeps us coming back. My boyfriend, daughter and I have fallen into the habit of going every Sunday for dollar day, which, if you’ve never been, is exactly what it sounds like. There is an entire section of the store where everything is one dollar and that alone is enough to draw a crowd before the doors even open. When I say people line up, I mean it. It’s not one or two early shoppers waiting around. It’s a full line at the door, people standing with carts…