Today, I headed to the thrift store to look for work pants for Tim. I found 2 pair for him. I also had myself a little 'looky-loo'. I found a tin box of 7 wooden brain teasers for the Amish Christmas. The children do love puzzles. I also got a jigsaw puzzle for the family. (They pull a table in front of the kitchen stove and gather around to put jigsaw puzzles together). I found a game for my youngest granddaughter, a Pete the Cat game that does not require reading. So many of the games, if not new, are as close to new as you can get. I really had a fine time browsing.
Another thing that I was there for was a new blowdryer. Without warning, that very morning, my blowdryer had made a popping noise, and simply quit. They had three blower dryers, but I opted for the Sassoon one that was still in its box.
On my way to the checkout, I saw...
The most beautiful scarf I've ever seen. The picture does NOT do it justice. It is shades of rust, gold, blue, green, red. It was kind of tucked back on a rack full of scarves, but the colors caught my eye immediately, and I pulled it out in delight.
It sparkles.
Even as I was putting it in my cart, I knew that I was being ridiculous. It doesn't even match my winter coat which is a quiet gray and black. But...the ways of love are inexplicable.
I also found myself a periwinkle J. Jill shirt. It was a 50% off color so I felt justified in my purchase. When I checked out, I discovered it still had the hang tags and new merchandise doesn't qualify for the discount. There was a brief moment of indecision. Then I put it on the counter anyway, being the wild and crazy woman that I am.
When I got home, I told Tim that I'd spent $40 in the thrift store. His pants were $15 for the two pair, but I'd gotten games for the Amish kids, two jig saw puzzles, a game for a granddaughter, and a shirt for myself, and I'd fallen in love with a scarf...and, oh yeah, I had to buy a hair dryer because my blower dryer had made a popping noise and quit.
He smiled as I mused, "I'm not sure what happened. I never had a problem with it before and this morning, it just quit..."
He said, "I borrowed it. I was using it outside to heat the corner of my bumper to tap the dent out last night. It popped and quit after 10 minutes or so. I brought it back into the house and plugged it in and it seemed okay."
I looked at him and felt like I had a lot less to apologize for. "I'll need to look at winter coats too," I said.
