Thursday was...fun?

Or not...

On top off three hours of sleep, I was caught the thunderstorm of yesterday morning. By caught, I mean a mirco-flood of water swept down the road behind me and swamped me up to my mid calf. It was great. (Guilt #1: Okay, it was not great but it was not a tragedy. It was inconvenient. A month after Irene, where people are still homeless due to the flooding, I have no right to complain.) It left me with wet clothes for the day. Lovely, no?



Then there were the pickups for Habitat. Three quarters of a ton of mahogany doors. Yep, you read that correctly. Fifteen hundred pounds of mahogany. It was awesome. In the process, I did tweak my back.

So, by two in the afternoon, I was sore, still wet, and my back had started to ache. (Oh, noes! The tragedy!) I prevailed upon Teacher Dave to stop at a huge superstore (based out of Arkansas) so that I could pick a pair a shoes, socks, and a clean and dry shirt (I neglected to bring a change of clothes again.) which led me to Guilt #2. I was suffering from wet feet and I purchased new shoes, for $12, and there are so many people who do not have one pair of shoes to use regularly. Yeah, it made me feel not great, especially since the people who made these $12 shoes could not reasonably afford them.

A brief aside on the Arkansas based retail giant: I know that there are people who have serious issues with them, but thanks to someone that I dated last year, I started going there (before that, there was one time, with FAU that I went into one so he could pick up a copy of the original edition Star Wars DVD for his daughter. Han shot first. It was the first time in almost a decade that I had been in one of them.) and I looked into their business model, what they are doing in the community and their effect on American society and while they still have a lot to do, they are trying to be better at being part of the progressive society that America should strive to be.

Anyway, I purchased new shoes (I have a weakness for the cheap Chuck Taylor knock-offs.) and changed and Teacher Dave and I headed to McGeary's (Hot Mulled Cider, try it!) and then to the Hill Street...while heading to the Hill, the thunderstorm returned, and the new shoes were...soaking wet. (Of course!) The walk also ruined my umbrella. I think that I am going to go back to the lessons that I learned from my time in Seattle. Umbrellas suck. Buy wet weather gear. Use that in lieu of something silly like an umbrella. Which means I need to head to L.L. Bean and pick up some wet weather gear.

After a stop at Price Chopper (I had to get Teddie's Peanut Butter for HJ77, I came home, showered, changed, and sat down to watch some television. At this point, my body slowly shut down into a near coma like state and I slept for a glorious full night.

I needed it, and now I have dry shoes.

For the weekend, I hope to see all y'all at both the Farmers' Market and Wolff's Oktberfest!