Today, I took a break from work and went for a walk downtown. This is something my colleagues regularly do, and which I plan to do, but rarely manage with any regularity.
The walk included a brief visit to Rainbow Fashions, a chain
stored geared to a young demographic, but where a few items have been found for
myself, including one of my favorite pairs of boots, purchased pre-pandemic. Nothing
fabulous was found there today.
The next stop was Dollar Buy, one of my favorite entertainment stops. It’s a quirky store which sells a little bit of everything. By everything, we’re talking mousetraps and hardware items; dishes; slippers, lingerie, boxer shorts, and satiny dresses; shower curtains; and lottery tickets. Sometimes, I go there to be entertained by the ridiculous translations on the product labels. My favorite so far is the rolling pin labeled as a “movable stick.”
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| Old mitts, meet your replacement. |
They’ve been needed for a while. The two I have are old,
gross, and yucky looking, and the tip of one was accidentally burned years ago.
Any time I was shopping and thought to look at new ones, they were ugly and
remained unbought. Why the oven mitt appearance felt important is a mystery
considering they are not displayed in the kitchen as an accessory. They live in
a drawer and are pulled out for about five minutes when I bake or cook. When
they do come out, half the time, I think, “Dang, I really need new oven mitts.”
Along with the two oven mitts in a basic gray-silver color,
I also got a set of three mesh drain screens, one each for bathroom sink, tub,
and kitchen sink and a set of three removable plastic hooks. Now I can swap
out the yucky drain screens and finally hang the wreath that has been sitting
on the dining room since around Thanksgiving.
It was a successful thirty-minute break. If only the rest of
life felt this accomplished.
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