As my mother reached her eightieth decade she became boastful about the days when she did three things. My sister and I have since made it the standard of a successful day for us even though we are not eighty ….yet. Close.
According to the standard—we had a very successful day. We almost did ten things:
1. exercise with weights at the rec center
2. took a new route through the northern hills to Rapid taking lots of fall pictures along the way
3. ate lunch at a new restaurant to us in Nemo (we asked for the kid’s meal and they let us order it and we could have happily split that)
4. stopped at the food bank for snacks for the after school program
(sis got a hug from the old duffer that runs the place--we decided that made us dufferettes)
5. shopped at Sheels for sis’s swim goggles
6. shopped at Gordman’s for décor for the centerpiece we are making for sis’s workshop in October (found a tiny cowboy boot for two dollars)
7. shopped at Michaels for décor for the centerpiece (found tiny hay bails and a little cowboy and a matching sized calf --didn't cost much)
8. shopped at Borders for books and a coffee break—the pumpkin bread is really good - had a coupon for 40% off, yeah
9. stopped at Pier One to look at all the pretty things and wound up buying four dining room chairs - had a coupon for 20% off
I am now officially broke. We did need different chairs, sort of. The little chairs with slatted seats were starting to fall apart when the traditionally built women in our family sat in them. Sigh.
I think my resolve not to spend money just dissipated after a hard day of shopping, driving, eating, and working out. I almost made it. Just should not have made the last stop. The chairs are cool though.
