I want to stop in at my favorite thrift store, but I don’t know how this will go today. There’s also a monumental sale of oriental things up the hill in Claremont. I’d like to stop there too.
It’s not as if we were going to buy anything at the sale. We don’t need things. Still, there is a whole house and many storage rooms were filled with orientaliana, much to the surprise of the surviving partner. He told Barbara, the lady I sort things with on Wednesdays, that he didn’t know they had so much.
I’m willing to be surprised, and the Geezer always enjoys anything from the Far East. My main goal in life today is to find a few turtlenecks at Amvet’s for me. Warmth. Sometimes I feel guilty for shopping at Amvets. They aren’t a real charity…something I only learned recently. Still their acres of color ordered clothes, books, and dishes always have suckered me in.
My problem is that, A. I bulge. B. All new Tarjay turtlenecks are skin tight and made of skimpy fabrics. And C. We don’t have any turtlenecks my size at my store. Skin tight, paper thin fabrics not only show everything, they aren’t warm unless one wears wool on top. Last night I got food all down the front of my one good wool sweater which was on top of one of those skimpy turtlenecks.
Today I’m revolting and turning my back on skimpy. Enough. I’m not buying clothes for me at Tarjay anymore, and I’m shopping for thicker fabrics that don’t show every roll through the weave. I want to be warm not naked.