Maria surprised me by only buying two bolts of cloth at Marshall’s, but they were a killer deal.
We got back to Jonesboro in plenty of time to shop at the Tuesday evening ASU Farmers Market (I have no idea who the woman writing a check is), then pop into Hastings for coffee and a blog update.
I’m sitting across the cafe from a young couple and their 50-something worman real estate broker. They’re preparing an offer on a house and itemizing the defects in the house they either want fixed or they want credit for.
And if that stupid woman says “hot water heater” one more time, I’m going to scream, “Have you ever heard of a cold water heater? It’s just a goddamned water heater.”
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