Lights, Camera, Action!!!

Such luck! I had fully intended to get the Honeycrisp apples, because they were on sale with digital coupon, and sounded good. But when I got there, I noticed there were just three Golden Delicious left. And those are my favorite. AND they were cheaper full-price than the sale price of the Honeycrisp. AND I had been planning on getting exactly three apples, already. AND AND, all three of the remaining Golden Delicious looked to be in good shape.

Didn’t bring any of the coupons, so peanut butter will have to wait.

But I got the Mandarin oranges and, as you can see, the BATTERIES!!!

Had a delightful chat with the cashier. He’s in the habit of complimenting handbags. He mentioned my boho bag from YEARS ago. I told him all about its Mary Poppins qualities, and that that’s what my coworkers call it. The “Mary Poppins Purse.” That I once fit a pair of jeans and two tops inside it, in addition to everything already in it, and that there’s even a mini umbrella inside.

He was astounded! LOL.

It is a fun icebreaker. The Mary Poppins purse.

And it’s a clever thing to compliment, versus clothing, or appearance.

Kitty has had a few meal breaks and is back in her cubby hole snoozin’ away. I hope she’s not too scared to go up higher than level 2. She definitely climbs up higher on countertops and furniture than where level 2 is, but maybe she’s still feeling her way around the cat tree?

Either way, she likes it. That’s what matters. It’s really up to her, how she decides to use it. But I’m happy for her that she now has a better spot to feel secure than half-inside a thrifted purse, or in a cardboard cat scratcher. Maybe eventually, she’ll scratch the sisal roping, and climb around, maybe bat at the dangling poofy ball things. She definitely got playful last night, while I was finishing up putting it together. So it may bring out that side of her.

Next, I’ll have to pick up the adapter for the speaker, but it has I believe a solid 5 or 6 hours worth of charge to it, right out of the box. So that can wait a little bit. Won’t cost much more than the batteries, which is nice. Then, I can recharge the speaker with any USB port I already have, like the wall outlets I use to charge my phone, or the one in the car, or the one in the PC tower.

OH I do have something else exciting to share!

(More exciting than apples and Mandarin oranges, you ask?)

My friend Neva is going to try to get us tickets for a showing of Paranormal Cirque that’s coming through town next weekend. I’m working that Friday and Saturday. Sunday’s schedule hadn’t yet been written. Messaged my boss a little while ago. She said she could work that Sunday, herself. Which is good. The only other manager is probably PRETTY tapped out.

We all need breaks, now and then.

So yeah! Paranormal Cirque! Neva said she’d call in a little bit, and we’d talk about it some more. She’s gotta close up shop first. I guess they’ve got a whole new register system, and she’s been working on transferring over all the information for what-all they sell, from 40+ vendors who supply them with items.

Still have to sort through my room some more and track own the Oracle Cards I got there. But I did make QUITE a bit of progress on the vanity table, and I rediscovered my rose quartz worry stone (one of two, the other having been safely nestled in my purse-within-a-purse), and my carnelian agate crescent moon.

I had some interesting dreams last night. In one of them, I was bingeing the entire American Horror Story series, which I have never seen (because I don’t do actually scary horror anymore, and it always looked like it would be a little too disturbing for my taste– no shame to anyone who loves it… I just know myself, and I am VERY very sensitive these days).

In another, I was talking to a fictional recent ex who may have also been a guy I used to work with IRL. He’d said something about how he didn’t think we should continue to stay in touch, and I said maybe he shouldn’t even help me set up my cellphone, then.

Those are the two I remember the most clearly. The AHS one, I remember thinking I would have to tell Neva I had finally seen it all, because she loved that show when it was running.

She called while I was on my way to the store. My car didn’t recognize her number, but I had a hunch it might be her, since we’d just been texting. Answered her with the Bluetooth controls on the steering wheel.

Neva asked where I was, and I told her I was talking to her through the car, headed to get fresh fruit and batteries.

“Fancy!” she said, and laughed.

She was a little alarmed when I started talking about someone doing a U-Turn and backing up in my general direction to do so, but I made it through the intersection, and we wrapped up our call, shortly thereafter.

It may be a slightly older car. Mileage might be a little high. But I love it.

Speaking of cars… My mom asked me to show her how to work their car’s AM/FM radio, and how to bring up Spotify. I added a playlist of Elvis hits to her library, and showed her where the app was on her phone, etc. How to pause the music, adjust the volume, and so on.

Neva had said there was a possible storm rolling in, but nothing’s happened yet. I kinda hope we get at least a little one, because I was hunkered down at home, looking forward to the last one, and it fizzled. I like the energy of thunderstorms, so long as no one gets hurt. And heavy rain, provided I don’t have to drive through it.

Kiddo and I used to go out into the parking lot in shabby clothes after the rain and stand in dips on either end of our complex’s parking lot that always filled with puddles. We’d splash each other from a distance, until we were soaked, kicking water across the distance in great, sweeping arcs.

The neighborhood kids would come out and watch us rather wistfully. I kinda wonder if any of them were thinking it would have been nice to have a mom or dad who was happy to play in puddles with them. I wasn’t by any means the perfect mom, but I tried real hard. And I had enough inner-child leftover to really dig all the cartoons, and the art projects, and adventures.

It’ll be really good to see her again.

I still hope someday we won’t be so far apart, but I can’t yet make that happen. Too many variables, with my income and medical care situations to work out. Although my new insurance does allow for 6 months of refills at once. Which seems a little crazy to me, now that I think about it. Who’s to say you wouldn’t need to tweak psych meds before the end of 6 months? But if I kept that insurance up until it was time to move, I could see about doing at least one round for 6 months. That COULD set me up with everything I would need, until I would have access to healthcare and medications somewhere new.

But I’m also sticking around here for my parents.

I’d been talking to kiddo about the weather here not long ago and mentioned wishing it would rain. She’d said, “You could move here and have rain all the time.” Or storms all the time? One or the other. I’d had the feeling maybe she was starting to miss me more than before. She’s so far away, and there’s only so much mothering I can impart from a distance. She may be grown up, but she still needs it, now and then.

Mostly, we just try to keep each other in the loop about our lives, our adventures, our issues, our current hyperfixations. OH that reminds me! She’d said she just put together her wishlist of things for me to get her for her Moth Maven costume (female Mothman). I wanna go check that out.

Resharing my “Mothman” poem for funsies.