Rattlesnake beans, ready to plant.
Quite a day. I knew I wanted to go back to town today because- okay, well. It's a long story. I'll try to keep it short.
I have a purse obsession. Not as bad as it used to be by any means. In fact, I have not bought a new purse since before Covid. So, you know- it's under control. And in fact, I've been quite happy with that purse. After all these years of usage, there are no rips or tears and the zippers still work. It's a backpack bag which I do love because I always know where my purse is which is on my back.
But at Christmas, Jessie picked out a new purse for herself and asked me if I'd get it for her, which I gladly did, and it was so much like mine that I have accidentally picked it up by mistake. But then yesterday I told her that I was thinking of buying a new purse and she just happened to go to TJ Maxx yesterday afternoon and started sending me pictures of the purses there and there were quite lovely. So fuck it- I decided to go there today and I did. My Target experience had sucked but I decided to give recreational shopping another try.
I immediately found two purses that set my heart beating a little faster. One was a backpack bag, the other was not, but it was SO my sort of bag. I thought about it and thought about it and could not make a choice so...I BOUGHT BOTH OF THEM!
Plus, it was Senior Discount Day and you know that 10% off made a big difference. Right?
So now I have all the purses I need for the rest of my life. This is comforting.
Here's the not-a-backpack one. Very soft leather, very pouchy with limited structure. Hardware not obnoxious. These are all part of my criteria. I suppose you could describe my taste as "hippie."
So that felt crazy and also fun and I walked around the whole store feeling like Alice in Wonderland. TJ Maxx has some very cool shit. I didn't buy anything else though besides a hat which I didn't even try on in front of a mirror. Will the madness never end?
It's straw-ish, lightweight, and who cares what it looks like? It fits.
And THEN I went to Trader Joe's which was right next door and that felt like another sort of Wonderland because I only ever go to Publix and Costco. I bought two giant artichokes, some Roquefort cheese and a can of dolmades. Something else too, but I can't remember what.
I took myself out to lunch at a place that specializes in chicken salad. Here was the fun I'd been looking for! I love chicken salad almost as much as I love purses.
Of course I also had to go to Publix but that wasn't so bad. And somehow this took me all day long. I have got to get serious about the garden now and also about working in the yard. And taking walks! Jesus. It's going to be lovely, lovely cool for the next week or so and I have no excuses. I am feeling better every day.
When I took the trash this morning the old man who was tending the place wanted to discuss weather and I was fine with that. He said, "Turnin' out to be a real pretty day!" I agreed that it was.
"But it's gonna get cold again this week!" he said.
"I know! In the thirties!" I answered.
"It's always got to get cold once in March," he told me with all of the wisdom of his years. "And then, it'll be done."
"That's right," I said, with all of the wisdom of my years.
One last chance to put the duck on the bed, to wear cashmere. At least for this year. I am going to enjoy every moment of that.