The Breadman is off on Wednesdays so we always go somewhere and do something. Some days are planned out - a museum, the walking trail, a picnic. Other days are for errands - groceries, Sam's, gas up the car, etc. Other days are like today - nothing planned and we didn't need anything, so we were free and clear. We decided that we would go eat Chinese food later in the day, but until then, who knew?
Have I ever mentioned the fact that The Breadman doesn't talk much? He just sits there. We could get in the car and drive for twenty hours straight and he would just sit and not say one single word. Meanwhile, I would be all up inside my head..."Why doesn't he talk? What is wrong with him? Did I do something wrong? No, I know I didn't do anything. It must be HIM. He must have stick up his rear end about something. I wish he would just SAY what is wrong and move on.....and on and on" So, twenty hours into this hypothetical car ride I would say "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?" and he would say, "Nothing. I am just sitting here." He's quiet and happy as a clam. Meanwhile, I could use some high blood pressure medication.
The Bean is a lot like him in that respect. He talks to me when we have a conversation, but he doesn't start up the conversation. So, he sits in the front seat and The Breadman sits in the backseat and I drive along saying, "What do you want to do?' and no one makes a peep. Crickets chirping, I swear to you. "Anywhere you want to go?" *Chirp* "Anything you want to do?" *Chirp* So, my mind starts going again...."What is THEIR problem??????" Finally I just get perturbed and go where I want to go and do what I want to do. And you know what - they are okay with that. They don't mind. Jeez.
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Okay, so back to today. No one said if they wanted to do anything or what they wished we could do, so I just started puling into Thrift Stores. Ha. That will teach them. (Not). I had heard that one of the huge Mega Churches in the area had opened a new thrift store in the neighboring town, so I drove up to check it out. It was pretty big and they had a good selection, but not a ton. I did find a really neat old wooden display rack for magazines or brochures that I was contemplating, but I decided to look around the rest of the store before I committed to it. When I decided to go back and get it (you know where this is going, right?), someone was looking at it. Even worse - when he turned around - it was one of my FRIENDS. Ack. Actually, I'm glad that if I didn't get it, someone I knew was getting it. Lesson learned - take it with you and make decisions while it is in your possession.