I had a few simple things I wanted to accomplish today. The biggie was getting my front coat closet cleaned out and organized for the winter. It’s pretty bad in there. Things just strewn about. Coats jammed in. Scarves and hats on the floor…mixing in with wet boots. Yuck.
Anyway. Back to the list.
It got jammed. Who know Veteran’s Day in Practically Canada would be like Black Friday in any other American town? Not this girl.
Roads were icy. Traffic was backed up worse than a middle aged man after a cheese festival. Lines were winding around the Wal-Mart. So a trip for a few simple things {and a few closet organizers} became a nightmare.
After traveling all over town only getting about 50% of my list accomplished I was pretty wiped out. I had yet to find bins to use to store our hats, gloves and scarves {I found some…but thought they were over priced.} So I decided to force myself to make one last stop. At Goodwill. Because when you are looking for something and all else fails…you should always check the thrift store.
So I was totally burnt out. Like ready to lay on the floor and play Words With Friends.
But I didn’t. I pushed on. Then, suddenly I saw something. Something that wouldn’t hold my scarves. Something that wouldn’t prevent my wet, snowy boots from getting my hat all slushy. Something that looks like this:
Yes, folks. Let it soak in. It took my breath away. Like a beam of magical light in a dismal Goodwill on a day of errands that had rendered me totally exhausted. There is was. A Unicorn grandmother clock.
I didn’t buy it. {But I might tomorrow…Christmas is coming and that is the mother of all White Elephant gifts…} Simply knowing that something like that exists was enough to energize me and breath new life into my day. Just knowing that one day, somewhere someone created a plan and a mold for this whimsical gem was treat enough for me.
Seriously…?
Then, in the next aisle…I saw this:
Is Minot
