rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
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Daylight Shifting Time

As I had a bill to mail, I walked over to the mailbox at North Valley Plaza, and as long as I was out I decided I might as well check the Goodwill petri dish store's Sunday tag sale. They didn't have a whole lot of great stuff this time, but I did manage to replace my lost copy of Tolstoy's Anna Karenina, and pick up a copy of Richard Wilbur's translation of Molière's Tartuffe. I also got a biography of Theodore Roosevelt, subtitled A Strenuous Life, by Kathleen Dalton, which came highly recommended by The New York Review of Books.

Then I found a French mystery novel called A Novel Bookstore, by Laurence Cossé. I've never heard of it, or its author, but the cover blurbs were encouraging, and the physical book itself intrigued me. It was dusty, though it looks like it was never read. The English translation was published in 2010, and inside the book I found a cash register receipt from the Barnes & Noble store in Chico dated 01/06/2011. I wonder what the backstory is on a mystery book that was bought some nine years ago and apparently sat on a shelf gathering dust until someone donated it to the Goodwill store? I'll probably never know. But how could I resist buying such an item?

This afternoon I discovered that I was running low on tortillas, so after the Goodwill store I went to Trader Joe's for that and some coronavirus other items. I bought a couple of fresh bananas, and a pint of whipping cream, which I intend to use part of to make a really rich malted milk. I'll probably make some actual whipped cream,too. I don't have anything to put it on, but I suppose I could just dip cookies into it. I've got lots of cookies. Though perhaps I could put some on a banana. Would that be weird?

I'm hoping I can get to sleep a bit earlier tonight, though the hope is probably vain. I haven't been sleeping well lately, and the switch to daylight time surely won't help. The thing is I got in touch with my insurance company about getting more living expenses from the loss-of-use account, and the account is now being handled by a different office, so they said that someone would call me about it Monday. The office is in Kansas City, and I'm sure they will want to call me bright and early, which means they will probably wake me up sometime around eight o'clock in the morning. I'm not going to like it, but there it is. I hope I'm not so bleary that I can't make sense of anything. Anyway, whoever calls will get to hear me pee, as that's what I have to do first thing in the morning. It's going to be a weird day, I know.
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