Day?’s Verse:
“I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered. “May it be to me as you have said.” Then the angel left her.
Luke 1:38

Today Ian and I intended to go to church. Instead, we got lost.
Fifty-odd miles and an hour later, we looked at each other and decided to just go home for the day.

I then decided to go to Borders to spend a 20% off coupon on nothing in particular — only it had to be less than $9, the amount of cash my wallet contained. I then wandered that accursed store, indecisive, for an hour. I considered: The Witch’s Daily Planner for 2007 as a Christmas gift joke; one of an entire section of bad romance novels; a CD of choral music (too expensive); Marooned In Realtime (they didn’t carry it); Roxanne (also not available); The New Encyclopedia of Modern Bodybuilding; the Nutcracker on CD (avoided that because I asked for it for Christmas); and probably 1,000 other items.

Suddenly I was struck with the realization that I had no reason to spend money here other than the fact I had received a 20% off coupon, and that I had fallen prey to the belief that I would “save” money with this coupon. Actually, I would have saved the most money by not buying anything there at all, despite my ready-to-expire coupon. Instead I desultorily purchased a DVD and escaped to the strains of “Santa Baby,” my least-favorite Christmas song of all time (and that includes “Dominick the Italian Christmas Donkey”).

948.98 miles.

2 thoughts on “Sixty Miles and Nothing to Show

  1. We’ve been wondering about Dominick since you first mentioned him. Thanks for sharing him with us. I can’t decide whether the song is worse, or that awful light display.

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