Shopping and sleeping
I've spent most of the last 24 hours in air, it's lovely. The dogs have been furry angels, the cat comes and goes, the ducks are...feathered.
I had the lights off at midnight and slept for seven hours solid, got up early, went out intending to get a couple things from the store...ended up detouring and doing something I haven't done in ages---I went to a yard sale. At least, that's what they were calling it---it was, in fact, being held n a storage unit.
I spent a *total* of $4, for which I got four books, an interesting suede and sheepskin tote and a tropical floral bedspread (full). The books are a treasury of household hints---recent, but done in the style of the 50s. A Grange cookbook, probably from the 50s. And the piece-de-resistance, a big hardcover book of cars from the 50s, which I saw and snatched. The final book is on runes, it's going to AI, cos she's into that stuff.
Hit Publix and WalMart (because there are some things I will NOT pay Publix prices for), came back to the house, watched Overhaulin', had brunch, went upstairs and took a nap. A three-hour nap. Which I wasn't intending, because now I'll be up all night. Swell.
I must've needed it, though, because I had a LOT of REM, some of which I even remember. There was something about Kat down-sizing, and GK was helping her. Instead of the middle-class mobile home she actually lived in, she was in a grand house with a lot of antiques. Part of the dream dealt with some Murano glass sculptures that a gay couple had bought, and we had to get it out to their truck. They were carrying the life-sized glass alligator while I brought up the rear with a smaller piece, some kind of snake or sea serpent.
GK had also rearranged the foyer with a bunch of maple storage cubes being used to display a lot of old classic books. There was an ivory and gold bedroom set that I was lusting after, but wasn't sure it would fit in my room. Two guys came in, young and shifty---they were looking for some money that was supposedly stashed in the house. They were half my age, but I managed to catch them and throw them down a flight of stairs.
There was something else about books---I remember seeing a row of blue Hardy Boys bindings---but I don't know what was going on with that one. Three hours...I know I dreamed more than that.
Going over to J's in a little while for movie night. Am going to try to hook her on Justified. Wish me luck!
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I had the lights off at midnight and slept for seven hours solid, got up early, went out intending to get a couple things from the store...ended up detouring and doing something I haven't done in ages---I went to a yard sale. At least, that's what they were calling it---it was, in fact, being held n a storage unit.
I spent a *total* of $4, for which I got four books, an interesting suede and sheepskin tote and a tropical floral bedspread (full). The books are a treasury of household hints---recent, but done in the style of the 50s. A Grange cookbook, probably from the 50s. And the piece-de-resistance, a big hardcover book of cars from the 50s, which I saw and snatched. The final book is on runes, it's going to AI, cos she's into that stuff.
Hit Publix and WalMart (because there are some things I will NOT pay Publix prices for), came back to the house, watched Overhaulin', had brunch, went upstairs and took a nap. A three-hour nap. Which I wasn't intending, because now I'll be up all night. Swell.
I must've needed it, though, because I had a LOT of REM, some of which I even remember. There was something about Kat down-sizing, and GK was helping her. Instead of the middle-class mobile home she actually lived in, she was in a grand house with a lot of antiques. Part of the dream dealt with some Murano glass sculptures that a gay couple had bought, and we had to get it out to their truck. They were carrying the life-sized glass alligator while I brought up the rear with a smaller piece, some kind of snake or sea serpent.
GK had also rearranged the foyer with a bunch of maple storage cubes being used to display a lot of old classic books. There was an ivory and gold bedroom set that I was lusting after, but wasn't sure it would fit in my room. Two guys came in, young and shifty---they were looking for some money that was supposedly stashed in the house. They were half my age, but I managed to catch them and throw them down a flight of stairs.
There was something else about books---I remember seeing a row of blue Hardy Boys bindings---but I don't know what was going on with that one. Three hours...I know I dreamed more than that.
Going over to J's in a little while for movie night. Am going to try to hook her on Justified. Wish me luck!
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