WHICH WAY THE WIND BLOWS

“FAERIES, COME TAKE ME OUT OF THIS DULL WORLD,
FOR I WOULD RIDE WITH YOU UPON THE WIND,
RUN ON THE TOP OF THE DISHEVELLED TIDE,
AND DANCE UPON THE MOUNTAINS LIKE A FLAME.”
― W.B. YEATS

 

MY TRIP TO THE VARIOUS GOODWILL STORES PANNED OUT FOR ME YESTERDAY EVENING.  AT STORE #1 I FOUND A GENUINE MONGOLIAN FUR PILLOW IN LIME GREEN FOR $2.40 AT THE FIRST STORE AND THAT WAS ALL I NEEDED TO TRY MY LUCK AT THE NEXT ONE.

 

AT STORE #2 I FOUND AN ODD PAINTING FOR A HISPANIC MAN THAT WAS TOTALLY 70’S STYLE BUT THE LINE WAS LONG AT AT $4.99 I THOUGHT IT WAS A BIT ON THE EXPENSIVE SIDE SINCE IT WAS UNFRAMED.

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STORE #3 WAS WHERE THE STORY GETS INTERESTING.  NOT ONLY DID THEY HAVE A LOVELY BUT VERY OLD AND DATED SUN ROOM SET OF BAMBOO TABLES AND SOFA BUT THERE WAS A HUGE [BUT UGLY] MODERN ART CANVAS FOR THE SMOOTH PRICE OF ONLY $14.99.  I HAPPILY PICKED IT OFF THE SHELF AND WHILE I WAS PUTTING IT UNDER MY ARM…

 

I SPOTTED A LOVELY PAINTING OF AN AFGHAN WOMAN IN A BURKA WINDING THREAD OR YARN.  I STILL CAN’T DECIPHER WHICH.  WHAT DREW ME TO THE PAINING WAS THE TEXTURES OF THE BACKGROUND.  ALL MATTER OF RUGS AND TEXTILES LITTERED THE FLOOR AND WALLS BEHIND HER.  SHE SEEMED CALM AND AT PEACE.  BUT JUXTAPOSED IN WHAT SEEMED LIKE A PERSONAL SPACE IN FULL RELIGIOUS GARB AS THOUGH SHE WERE IN PUBLIC.  PERHAPS I’M READING INTO IT TOO MUCH.  I CALLED BABE AND ASKED WHAT HE THOUGHT– “IT’S A BIT CREEPY, ESPECIALLY AT NIGHT”, HE SAID.  [I’M PARAPHRASING OF COURSE].

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NATURALLY, I DECIDED TO BUY IT ANYWAY.  BECAUSE I KNOW BEST.  AND IF WORST COMES TO WORST I CAN DONATE IT BACK TO THE GOODWILL OR SALVATION ARMY.

 

THE CASHIER RANG UP MY PURCHASE AND NOT A SINGLE SOUL DECIDED TO HOLD OPEN THE DOOR ON MY WAY OUT WITH 2 OVER-SIZED PAINTINGS.  SIGH…  IT WASN’T UNTIL I TRIED IN VAIN TO PUT THE BIGGEST ONE IN THE CAR THAT I REALIZED IT WOULD NOT FIR AND I WOULD NEED ROPE TO TIE IT DOWN.  TO MY SURPRISE THEY DIDN’T HAVE ANY ROPE.  SO I DAISY-CHAINED A BUNCH OF PLASTIC BAGS TOGETHER TO HOLD IT DOWN.  AS I WAS DRIVING OFF ONE LADY RAN OUT AND TOLD ME TO GO TO THE DOLLAR TREE NEXT DOOR AND GET ROPE BECAUSE IT WOULD BLOW OFF THE CAR AND HIT SOMEONE.

 

SHE WAS RIGHT.  MORE RIGHT THAN I KNEW AT THAT MOMENT.  BECAUSE AFTER I TIED IT DOWN WITH THE ROPE AND DRIVE OUT THE PARKING LOT WITH MY HAZARD LIGHTS ONE– CAREFUL NOT TO GO OVER 30 MPH– THE DAMN THING BLEW OFF.  IT BLEW BACK SO QUICKLY I WAS SEVERAL HUNDRED FEET AWAY FROM IT BEFORE I NOTICED.  IT HAPPENED ON A HIGH TRAFFIC AREA OF THE FREEWAY SERVICE DRIVE TOO.  SO, I CIRCLED BACK AND SCOOPED IT OUT THE STREET.  WALKED IT OVER TO THE PARKING LOT AND LEANED IT AGAINST A BUSH.  I CONSIDERED LEAVING THE LITTLE #$@&$% THERE BUT I’D JUST PAID $15 BUCKS FOR IT.  SO, I DOUBLED DOWN AND DOUBLED UP ON THE ROPE.  TIED KNOTS LIKE I WAS A DAMN BOY-SCOUT  AND TRIED IT AGAIN AT 30 MPH DOWN A BUSY HIGHWAY ALL THE 5 MILES TO MY HOUSE.

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I PAINTED IT AND HATE IT.  I MEAN I REALLY HATE IT.  I HATE IT SO MUCH.  I’M GOING TO ATTEMPT TO FIX IT BUT FIRST I MUST BUY MORE PAINT.  AND THIS THING IS STARTING TO COST ME MORE THAN I ANTICIPATED. [IGNORE MY SEASONING SALT ON THE COUNTER AND MY RANDOM UN-PAINTED TOENAILS– THANKS IN ADVANCE]

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MORAL OF THE STORY:
FIGURE OUT HOW TO HOLD YOUR OWN DOOR OPEN, MEASURE TWICE AND LEARN HOW TO TIE A KNOT.

 

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xoxox
Donna

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