Weekend
In spite of a year without work, I still think of the Saturday and Sunday as time off: the weekend. Today was gray with on-and-off rain. Patrick and I went to HarMar. It's an old, down-on-its-luck mall, which still has some good stores. We drank coffee in the Barnes and Noble and I bought Nnedi Okorafor's new novel. Then we looked at shoes at Schuler's, a fine, family-owned shoe store. I bought a pair of socks. After that was Staples for paper, printer ink and paperclips. If I am going to get serious about writing I need all three. Finally we went grocery shopping.
We got home at five, and I made dinner. Pat and I both like shopping. What we are trying to do right now is limit what we buy to things we really need, such as food, and small luxuries: a cup of coffee, a book, a pair of socks. Somewhere down the line we may need to reduce further. Right now we can afford coffee and some books and good socks.
We got home at five, and I made dinner. Pat and I both like shopping. What we are trying to do right now is limit what we buy to things we really need, such as food, and small luxuries: a cup of coffee, a book, a pair of socks. Somewhere down the line we may need to reduce further. Right now we can afford coffee and some books and good socks.
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