I came over to J's last night to sleep in a real bed and do a spot of laundry this morning and when I went to transfer the wet clothes to the dryer the first thing I picked up was
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I have replaced the deck I use for professional readings pretty often, usually by passing it on to a student or friend, but it has always been my damn choice, not because I washed it with my laundry. *rolls eyes* This is going to be very funny in a few days, but today it broke my heart. Thankfully, the Robin Wood deck is neither rare nor out of print, but I am thinking if this is what sort of stupid my life is going to be full of, I'd better save up to buy two or three spares. Now, if some nastyness had befallen the Robin Wood deck I keep on my altar, then I would have been past heartbroken and into sheer despair. That is the one I use when I am doing Pagan-y things of a spiritual and worshipful nature so happily I am not out something that is that important, but I cannot also change that one into my everyday use deck, so I was sad. Tomorrow I will feel better and maybe my trip to see my doctor next month will find me with the cash to buy a replacement. In any case, I need to stop being a baby about it, in the larger scheme of things, this is not a loss that cannot be fixed, it was just so disenheartening. I am better this evening.
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