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flemmings ([personal profile] flemmings) wrote2023-02-02 07:50 pm
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Walking to massage on Tuesday with phone and gloves in my coat pocket, somehow I dropped one of the gloves on the way and only discovered the fact when I got home. Yesterday I had to use the thin remaining glove from my former pair and it really wasn't up to the cold wind. Nor was I up to limping down to the dollar store for another pair, as I'd intended- knees are having cold weather conniptions- so went to Fiesta to stock up against the polar vortex. Then made myself go up the street to see if someone had rescued my glove. Didn't have to go far: it was on next door's lawn. Or snowfield, whatever. And when I got in and moved my rain cape from the deacon's bench in the front hall, there was my thick black glove from the previous pair. So I am content for the moment.

(I have no idea why it's called a deacon's bench. That was what my parents called it. Has a hinged lid with storage space underneath, except that the bottom was basically thick cardboard and came apart after I'd had it at my place for several years.)

Am back to PMT 2 and impenetrable Ima plots so have given that up for the moment and am reading Our Mutual Friend on the tablet. Amazon insisted I had to pay $10 for the kindle version, so was about to cancel the misnamed Unlimited, but then today suddenly there was a free version. Unlimited thereby has just paid for itself so I'll keep it for now. The library has it too but the library's ebooks, for whatever reason, are harder to read than amazon's. And no way can I finish a Dickens in three weeks.