It’s the little things


that make me happy.   Yesterday I had a chunk of afternoon all to myself, so I went to the fabric store with my poor, tattered dress and talked shop with the women cutting fabric behind the counter.  They were a hundred percent sure that reweaving wasn’t going to be an option, so I bought a red iron-on patch and some red (COTTON, Julia, dont’ worry) thread.  In the end, I skipped the sewing entirely, because I did a pretty awesome ironing job and i didn’t want to bring more attention to the issue.  One of the women suggested that I make a belt to cover up the rip, and I may give that a try one of these days. 

After the fabric store I headed over to the pseudo-European outdoor mall place down the road to buy new drawer and cabinet pulls for the kids’ bathroom.  The landlord FINALLY replaced the floor with the ugliest, cheapassisest linoleum available, I bought a new toilet because he wouldn’t, and today I replaced the drawer thingies.  I call that Remodeling For Renters.  Still looks terrible in there, especially the horrible floor.  But the little drawer thingies make me smile.  I want my own place so very badly.

I even stole an hour or so to just sit outside at the outdoor mall place.  It’s the kind of place that I should be totally repelled by, but I can’t help but love it there.  It’s certainly great for people watching, for sitting in the shade with your shoes kicked off and your legs stretched out, watching.  I had such a lovely time.  Saturday afternoon is my new happy place.

I’m going to run over to my mom’s and help her set up a blog as part of her mother’s day gift. 

3 thoughts on “It’s the little things

  1. Marsha

    Happy Mother’s Day. Looks like you had a great afternoon. I need to update the handles in my bathroom and kitchen, add that to the list of a million things.


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