Anyway, I had a seriously bad day yesterday. It was one of those bright, sunshiney beautiful days, the temperature was good, and I was in such a foul mood that I couldn't bring myself to enjoy any of it. I don't know exactly what put me in a mood, but I was just driving around, wanting it to be as hideous outside as I felt inside.
This morning I woke up, and I felt a lot better.
But my last delivery was to Dallas Love Field Airport, at 5:15 pm and I was not, under any circumstances, going to drive home in the middle of rush hour. Fortunately, I was close to one of the bars I used to work in, so I stopped by to see some old friends and relax until I could make it home. Well, next door, there is this store. They had a whole bunch of stuff on 75% of the lowest price. I am now the proud owner of a 3 foot tall gargoyle and a larger than life size vulture. Why? They appealed to the used-to-be-gothic me.
Besides. I wanted them. I tried to get the people in the bar to talk me out of it... but they were no help what-so-ever, so blame them. I've had a bad couple of weeks, and next week is my birthday, and I deserve them.
Now, I just have to talk myself out of the guilt I get every time I spend money on myself.
I'll get pics soon... maybe we'll have a name the vulture contest.
And to top it all off... remember the house I was talking about back in this post... http://lpfleamarket.blogspot.com/2008/08/meandering-around.html
well, I drove by it again today, and it's for rent. I'm dying to find out how much. I don't think I'd actually move in, but the possibilites... there's absolutely no garden there now, think what I could do with agave's and those purple black sweet potato vines...
anyway, I'll talk to you later...
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