The world’s spins, but it stays in one place

So, it’s been a Day of Parts.

First part — Steve and I decided to go out into the world and Be Among People, so we went across the bridge to the Hathaway Creative Center and had breakfast at the Button Down Cafe.  I had a cheese and tomato omelet with whole wheat bread; Steve had two eggs over easy, red potatoes, bacon, and toast.  He shared his bacon and potatoes, and we both had coffee.

Sated, we drove down to Augusta, and in the fullness of time achieved Bed, Bath, and Beyond, where I learned that a word from my youth — specifically, the word “spread” and/or “bedspread” — is no longer in currency.  The thing that you want to ask for, if you don’t want a quilt, which I assuredly do not when it’s a summery 82 degrees F/28 degrees C  outside, is a coverlet.  Who knew?  The nice man we turned to for help was also a little rocky on the concept of “chenille,” not that I wanted chenille, either, but I thought, if BB&B stocked chenille spreads, it would at least get us to the right corner of the store.

But! In the end, we found a very nice woven blue cotton coverlet on sale, to replace the one that’s at least eight years old and is starting to go all ragged along the edges, but the whole episode was so exhausting, I didn’t even try to buy sheets.

Since we were in Augusta, we stopped at Barnes and Noble and wisely spent the gift card a kind reader was generous enough to give us on books and the new Lindsey Stirling CD, “Shatter Me.”  The books are:  The Night Circus, Memory of Water, and Meatless.

Returning home, we found that we had missed the mailman and the delivery of my socks which, yes, really did need to be signed for by an adult — what’s with that, exactly?  I received an email letting me know that J Peterman had decided to refund the cost of my wonderful coat, rather than repair it or replace it*, which made me sad.

Then, Steve and I sat down with the budget and the adding machine, and other variables, including the fact that we’re about to put our house up for sale, and therefore will need to be buying a house very shortly thereafter, not to mention paying the wergild demanded by banks, assessors, real estate agents, and other suchlike folk, and holding ready a down payment; that we have this year already had extraordinary expenses not accounted for by The Budget, including various dental adventures, Mozart’s on-going medical expenses, replacing my desktop, and! the surprising necessity of replacing my car. . .

We will not, after all, be attending DetCon in July.

We’re very sorry to have to cancel, we were looking forward to seeing y’all in Detroit, but there just isn’t an endless bucket of money to draw from, and. . .something had to give, and the convention had the most flex.

So, indeed, a day of parts, and tomorrow a day of sifting Stuff, and writing.

Hope everyone’s set up for a super weekend.


*I don’t think I mentioned here that my coat did not survive the Portland award ceremony intact; one of the frogs became unraveled.  I thought about gluing it together (which, in hindsight, if I had done, I would still have the coat, dammit), but then I thought perhaps better to write to Peterman and see if they could do a more professional repair.  After some emailing back and forth to customer service, it was determined that they might be able to repair it, or, if not, to replace the coat.  So I wrote a letter, explaining what I wanted, enclosed it with the coat and sent it back to J Peterman, confident that the coat would be repaired and soon be home with me.  Sadly, as reported above, customer service decided, as is always customer service’s prerogative, to simply refund the money and have done.  I am sad; I liked that coat.

10 thoughts on “The world’s spins, but it stays in one place”

  1. I am sad about the coat too. The *least* they could have done was to send it back to you!!

    Sifting Stuff is an interesting process. I wish we had done more *before* the move instead of *after*! Goodwill, a local arts camp, the library, and an organization that uses gently used home goods to help set up people who have none will be the beneficiaries of numerous boxes. The cat currently supervises from her perch atop untouched boxes. She won’t be happy once we get around to unpacking those!

  2. I’m so sorry you have had to cancel Detcon, but I understand about the inflexibility of budgets.

  3. Very disappointed Circumstances will not allow you to make Detcon. I understand and relate ( new kitchen on the horizon) but sad nonetheless.

    Sorry to hear about the coat. So disappointing to find something one loves and then have it not last.

  4. Yesterday I went to our local discount store and visited the jewelry department to look for a pin, so I van wear my watch on my shirt instead of my wrist during the summer. Not seeing any, I asked the clerk behind the counter for pins. She had no idea what O was talking about! After an increasingly difficult conversation, I gave up. Who knew pins were out of fashion!

  5. I am so sorry about the coat! I would have demanded it back and taken it to a tailor in town to see if they could replace the frog.

    I am also sorry about DetCon – I know you and Steve were looking forward to it.

  6. Well…that’s an interesting question. It’s a Queen, for purposes of sheets, and a King for purposes of quilts, coverlets and whatnot — repurposed waterbed.

  7. The Night Circus was my favorite book the year that it came out, and I still think of it as one of my favorites of all time, which is saying something. I will be anxious to hear how you feel about the book when you’re done reading it.
    Sorry to hear you had to cancel the con visit, but it sounds like you have your finances all planned down to the penny, which is good. I hope that you both have a great weekend.

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