Getting Back To Normal

Granted, "normal" at Chateau Sutton-Goar can mean almost anything--including many things that would be quite abnormal anywhere else. However, we are slowly adjusting to be able to spend money again--or being able to attempt to spend money as I still don't have those beads. It's a very indulgent feeling and makes one feel quite giddy--or that could be the heat as the first part of the week was abysmally hot.

In a fit of sheer rebellion, I ordered the 2009 refill for my day planner. I know it is 2008, and yes, I do make my living by selling technology, but I still don't want an electronic device telling me what to do. If I am ever in need of a pacemaker, fine--I will learn to take orders from a device, or at least my heart will--but until that time, give me paper any day. Now there are two boxes on their way to me--I am positively quivering in anticipation!

I remember as a child wanting a specific toy--the two I remember most was a Johnny-West type horse with movable limbs and a thing called Fashion Plates (which I would link to if they didn't keep coming up as "vintage" toys) which I thought would greatly spiff up the clothes I regularly designed for my paper dolls. I think I got the Fashion Plates for Christmas or a birthday, so there would have been at least a month of anticipation, and I remember saving up for that horse and the day I was able to buy it. As movable joints could easily be renamed "breakable" joints, the horse wasn't one of the most-played-with toys I ever had, but it was possibly the one I most enjoyed getting. It turns out, the ability to experience the joy of anticipation isn't limited to childhood--maybe only delayed gratification is. Getting to order two skeins of yarn and the anticipation of having it arrive is really marvelous--I feel like a kid again. Of course, as Andy will tell you when I am out of earshot, I tend to be a kid at heart (as well as most of the internal organs--though gall bladders are probably strictly adult), so maybe it isn't that surprising. Still, I'm going to savor the moment a little longer before buying those Goober Goggles.

We also need new furnace filters, but we're saving that for a Date Night.