Friday is my day “off,” at least from teaching, which means I’m able to go grocery shopping and run errands and other fancy stuff like that. I did the grocery shopping at Aldi a little later than usual and ended up getting home right at lunchtime.
This afternoon I did what I’ve been putting off for over a month—braved the Verizon store and tried to sort out my phone situation for when I’m in the UK. I think we got it figured out, but I’m really glad I went in instead of trying to navigate the website. Even the Verizon lady was stymied a couple of times. It turns out that being able to use your phone overseas to call or text home, and being able to use your phone to call people there, are two different things. But supposedly I will now be able to do both.
Having survived that task, I thought I’d reward myself by going to the bookstore to take in a few books, chat with the owner, and have a nice hot cup of tea. But when I arrived, there were no cars in the parking lot and I wondered if it was even open. As I approached Steve (the owner) came out of his office next door and explained that he was tied up dealing with a family crisis, but that I was welcome to browse and that if I wanted to buy something I should come back outside where he could see me and he’d take care of it. Also, there was free hot coffee in the coffee shop since his daughter was not there to run it.
What to do? I walked into the store and it was utterly deserted. If you know me at all, you know that I normally never touch coffee, but what choice did I have? (And don’t say, “You could have stayed out of the bookstore,” because that’s just crazy talk.)
So I poured myself a small cup of coffee and put some cream in it and realized that having an entire bookstore to myself was not actually a bad thing. I sipped my coffee and didn’t die or even gag. I leafed through several books and scanned the shelves in several rooms. It was relaxing and peaceful to be there, just me and the books. Eventually I picked a couple of books I wanted and then walked out on the sidewalk and stood there looking awkward until Steve emerged, and we went back into the store so I could check out. He apologized for the situation, but honestly, it was fine. I wanted a break and I got a break!
On the way home I stopped at Walmart and they were out of one of the vital things on my list, which means that tomorrow I’ll have to stop at the other Walmart on my way home from the faire, which means I’ll be in garb. *sigh*
So yeah, the faire I’ve been helping to promote is opening tomorrow, and I have to be there taking photos. If you’re local, you should come to Mount Pleasant and check it out! It’ll be hot, of course, but we have a lot more shade this year than in the previous two years. Maybe I’ll see you at the Canterbury Renaissance Festival of Northeast Texas! See website link below.