If Our Country Crashes Can I Return this?

My youngest niece is one lucky woman. She fell down a flight of stairs and ended up at the bottom head first and on her back. The only bone she broke was her big toe and that was so messed up they had to remove the nail bed. She said that hurt worse than anything she’d ever had happen to her and that includes having two babies and a hip replacement. "Yup," I told her, "that's why the Japanese used to do it during WWII to torture American prisoners." 

 

Her hip replacement was in April but the fall—thank goodness—didn’t effect it nor did she have a concussion. I saw a photo of the back of her neck and shoulders and you couldn’t tell where one black and blue mark started and another ended. She has to see her orthopedist about her shoulder but, like I said, she is one lucky woman who I hope will never, ever again break my Cardinal Rule about walking around after you’ve taken a sleeping pill. You have 15 minutes after you take one to get in bed and stay there!

 

In other news— Well, there really isn’t any unless you count the fact that I did a little stress shopping this week. I know, at my age why am I still accumulating stuff? Sometimes I look around at all the stuff I kept after downsizing three and a half years ago to move to my continuum care campus and it makes me feel guilty that someday it will be the responsibility of my nieces to dispose of. But this time it was both my nieces and Amazon Prime’s big sale that is responsible for me buying a portable DVD player for $34. They are both super-fans of the series Mad Men and for a long time I’ve wanted to be part of their conversations about the show so my oldest niece loaned me DVD’s of the first few seasons. But I was having a lot of trouble getting my new-ish Roku TV and my DVD player to work together. Finally, I put in a maintenance request but the maintenance guy for our building couldn’t get it to work either (which made me feel good that it wasn’t just an old person problem). He was going to send the IT guy out which would have cost me $45 and when I was bemoaning this fact to my youngest niece she sent me a link to the portable DVD player that she uses. Snap decisions were made and I found myself putting the DVD player in my cart. I love the idea of not having to sit in the living room to watch movies, though. I’m not sorry for the purchase and now I can look forward to donating my old DVD player to Goodwill and checking out the movies that they have for sale dirt cheap.

 

That was an expensive phone call between my youngest niece and myself. I told her to keep her eye out for a used card table when she goes out garage shopping and I was telling her how having one will benefit my social life because I’ll be able to invite people over for impromptu Mahjong games. We were both looking at them on Amazon as I was showing her what I wanted and lo and behold one jumped in my cart along with the DVD player. The prime sale had it marked down to $50. I was a little remorseful over spending the money on that because I could live without one by asking players to meet in the public areas. But later on I recognized that this was as much about stress spending over the state of the world as it was about the bonding conversation I was having with my niece.

 

Stress spending or stress eating. I haven’t been doing the latter so I’m making up for it by spending money. My desk, for example, will soon be all decked out with a full drawer-sized mouse pad that looks like an oriental rug. I ordered one that came in the wrong size and it had to be reordered. It came from China and they don’t want that first sent back so its 24 inches are adding class to the top of my desk while waiting for the 20 inch pad to fill the computer's pull-out drawer. 

 

I also bought a keyboard skin for my new computer. I

usually eat my breakfast at my computer and cleaning my keyboard is a chore I no long have to worry about. The skin lifts off so you can run it under the faucet. Once I spilled a glass of water on my keyboard but I got lucky and was able to save it. The skin at eight bucks plus shipping is worth it. Or so I tell my credit card.

 

And to round out my stress spending the Amazon truck has been stopping often with new, tiny paint brushes as I search for the perfect one. After the fifth try I think I found it. And for anyone out there who loves to do paint-by-numbers I found a product that makes a difference when the paint in those little tubs gets stiff. It’s a slow-drying thinner for acrylics. There are lots of brands but the photo shows the one I bought. I’ve read reports that you can even bring back tubs that are all dried up with these acrylic thinners if you take your time, over several days. By the way, I live less than five miles from the Amazon's distribution center and they stop at my complex three times a day, so I'm not feeling guilty over making small purchases from time to time.

 

Anyway, when I’m not shopping online or working on another custom paint-by-number I've been scaring myself with the possibility of organizing a Mahjong tournament between six o seven CCC’s in the area. The social media guy was watching me set up tables for our weekly game and I happen to mention that was my dream is to have a tournament involving all the CCCs in the area. “But” I continued, “we don’t have enough tables for something like that.” He looks me straight in the eyes and says, “I can make that happen. This is in my wheelhouse.” He named a near-by venue that is one of the classiest places in the area for parties! I don't know if I'm up to chairing an event that large or not but I'm going to avoid the guy until I figure it out. ©

 Until next Wednesday.