Is anybody surprised I did it again? I posted yesterday for the day before, and here I am today posting for yesterday. These things happen, especially to me. Right now my only question is was it the right morning to substitute tea for coffee? I’m on my second cup.
Yesterday I could not make up my mind what to do. I wrote a letter to an aunt, finished a letter to a friend, and wrote my regular Saturday post cards. The post cards I sent were of different states; my friend Kim sent me a set of 50 from the thrift store she works at. I wrote on one, “I am in a state of indecision.” Eventually I decided to walk to the post office. It was quite sunny, so I took an umbrella. I have found that an umbrella makes a nice little bit of portable shade.
As I walked, I thought of things I could say to people who remarked on my umbrella: “It’s my parasol.” “I am protecting my dewy completion from the sun’s ravages.” Nobody said anything. After mailing the letters, I decided to walk to Mohawk Antiques Mall. For one reason, it was Customer Appreciation Day and they were serving hot dogs. Also, it is a very fun place to walk around, as there are lots of vendors.
I was so glad I went! I found three packs of 40 different post cards each for a very good price. I enjoyed a nice burnt hot dog, too, while listening to a lady play old tunes on the piano. I did not spend much time walking all around, though, because I found the post cards right away.
Back out on the sidewalk, it was even warmer. The wind made it more comfortable but wasn’t so good with the umbrella. I have not spent a great deal of time out in the sun this summer, and yesterday I was reminded why. I start to feel a little ill. Additionally, I had neglected to put on good sneakers, and the walk to the Antiques Mall was lengthier than I had realized.
Still, a walk is a walk. I enjoyed looking at houses I passed and the canal as I walked over the bridge. I went by a friend’s house and petted his dog (I didn’t know he lived there; he just happened to be sitting on the front porch with his dog at the time). I felt rather tired at the end, and my feet hurt. I fear I do not treat them very well. I neglect my blog, I neglect my feet, what a bum!
In the meantime, I have gotten to over 450 words. Will I make a Sunday post on Sunday? My hopes are not high.




















