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Well, that didn’t take long
! Beloved Hubby is still consumed with New (to him) Truck Fever, and it affects
a lot of other things, like how we spend family time. We’re still not sure if
we’re keeping or trading in the 4Runner, but I have the promise of a vehicle
within two months if we do trade ‘Angel’ in. I’m OK with it either way, if he’s
happy and I can get the heck out of Chez Insanity once or twice a week without dragging
anyone who doesn’t wanna go along, it’s all good to me. Frankly, the idea of
being able to take me and Dearest Son outta here when I want is delightful, and
I can feel my interiors lighten.
So I’m actually a bit
excited, too. Since ‘Angel’s destiny is sort of up in the air, I decided I should
at least try to drive her, see if I had an opinion on the keep/trade decision.
Beloved was home today, so I got some time to m’self – and I got to go to both
Hobby Lobby and Justice! this
afternoon !
Although it was actually
rather a washout. While Justice! had four Jane Boolittle dolls, several budget Black Carpet ones, and most of their
exclusive Swim line and the Ghoul Spirit ones,
none of the dolls I really wanted were in stock. There were several I’d sorta
like to have, but it was mostly for their clothes (Swim Rochelle, Black Carpet Cleo), and our finances are
a bit too snug for that right now. Could do it, but I’d feel guilty. No Slo Mo,
no Clawdia. Well, it’ll happen when it happens, one day I’ll have both. Just
not today.
It’s kind of funny. I rather
like the story given to the Jane doll, but… I think I have too many dolls I
already love to make space for another due only to her compelling back-story.
To me, she looks like too many others once her clothes are changed, so I’m not as
intrigued as I would be, say, a year ago. And we all know how I feel about the
whole ‘talking to animals’ thing – or you will, after next week’s Sophia the First rant.
While being alone for as
long as I wished at Hobby Lobby is darn near a fantasy in itself, I struck out
there, too. They didn’t have what I was looking for, and while 90% of the store
was on one sale or another, I didn’t find much I wanted. Found the owl ribbon I’d
seen on their website – half off ! – and later, some novelty Christmas owl-print
ribbon, too. At the register, I saw both Beloved and Dearest’s favorite candy
bars, and I had just enough cash on me to get them each a little ‘thanks for
giving me some alone time’ gift.
Later on, Beloved bought me
one – he remembered, during his latest ‘home improvement’ store run, that I
needed a new power strip. The extension cord I was using for my sewing machine and
lamp kept slipping out of the socket, often at the worst possible moment. A
nudge to the table restored power, but after a few dozen ‘nudges’, I was
getting downright violent. And it wasn’t even the table’s fault. Now, it’s not
an issue.
And I got no more excuses
for not sewing…
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