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I‘m psyched about going to an estate sale this morning. It’s weird how groovy old homes can be so close and yet you never see them. Well, I say groovy like I’ve actually been there, though I’ve only seen the interior of the home (and its contents) via an e-mail. I’m on several estate sale e-mail lists and this one in particular, includes images with their e-mails. I’m hoping that the books & records (shown) will prove fruitful. I also have my eye on a screen (shown), but I’m not holding my breath on that one.
It’s supposed to rain today and tomorrow, which always makes me happy. Ironically, I started feeling anything but, late last night. I’m not sure what brought it on, but whatever the case, I texted P and cancelled our dinner plans. He’s very busy. I don’t feel up to it. Either way, I wouldn’t be much fun to be around. And one must be ‘fun’ at all times, mustn’t one? And the stupid part is, I still want to hang out with him, but I know if I did, it would be uncomfortable and I’d feel like I needed to be more interactive than I’d want to be. It’s not necessary to fill every void with blather. Sometimes, silence really is golden. Silence does not always = problem.
I’ve been wanting to see Sherlock Holmes before it leaves theaters, so I might go do that later today. I told myself the same thing yesterday, then went back to bed. (more…)
