For times of uncertainty, there is retail therapy. Every day since I learned about being reassigned, I have purchased. There was the trip to Williams-Sonoma, to spend my gift certificate from work. My, that grapefruit spray cleaner is nice. And the Emile Henri loaf pan. New dish and hand towels. And that was just Monday. Since then, there has been Restoration Hardware, Bed, Bath & Beyond, and of course online shopping, where organic socks are available at wholesale prices if you order in bulk. And you wondered what you were getting for Christmas.
Dang. I love being an American.
Dropped $700 on my car today. I am now the proud owner of a new 1.5 something distributor -- a specialty part of the ultra-fuel-effiicent Honda Civic VX. I'm just relieved that the horrendous, two-squirrels-mating-badly noise is gone away. Yay! Thank you, Pat's Garage. They'll be geting more of my money next month, when I do the CV boots and the clutch cylinders.
Saturday I leave for New York, where I meet ALex for what is currently looking like a jaunt all over the place. Hoping to score an apartment swap in Greenwich village to have a wee bit of a home base while I'm away on my one week of vacation this year. FIngers crossed. I've offered a nice man from Craigslist my car, all the beer in my fridge, and a first born or two. We'll see what tomorrow brings.
In the meantime, I'm going to enjoy my new non-stick triple teflon 10-inch fry pan (only $12 with a coupon) and my new heavy-duty tea mug finished in Blue Rutile glaze (made it, didn't buy it).
Saw my niece Katie over the weekend. Silk-screened a starfish onto a couple of shirts together. And she helped me pick out shoes -- help I sorely need, as my shoe-buying habits are truly remedial. What can I say? I don't like mey feet that much. Just need to walk on them. Sometimes it sucks to a single, unmarried, quasi-fashion-conscious American woman. THen again, there is the shopping.
Hope everyone is well.
Love,
Aunt Judy
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