My retail therapy yesterday went extremely well. A week or two back I absolutely fell in like with a beautiful quilt, but time was at a premium while getting ready for Niki and Michael's wedding. So, I decided to order it on-line when I had time. I spent two days more or less trying to find someone who still had it in stock. No one. So I decided to take my sweet self over to the mall where I first saw it and see if they still had any left. Went into Macy's where I was sure I'd seen it. They have the pillow covers on-line, but no quilts. ??? They didn't even have the bedding line in the store, but the snobby clerk was only too happy to talk about the Martha Stewart collection and "We also have some CHEAPER off-brand kinds if that's what you're interested in." I ignored the elitist attitude and said I didn't like the Stewart line. Then I did something I almost NEVER do. I "up-snobbed" him. "I really prefer the Porthault line, but you don't have that either. Thanks so much."
Off I trotted to Carson's, all the way on the other side of the mall. Trotting stopped before I reached the center court, brisk walking slowed to a meander then to a virtual shamble and then I crawled into Carson's.Linens? Second floor? Okay. Up escalator being serviced. Half a block to the elevator. Another half a block to linens. There it was, in all its wondrous floral and quilted glory. A pile of them! No shortage here! Grabbed one and nearly gave my sweet self a hernia. These are heavy! Well, my feelings about good old Carson's went up a few notches when a young clerk offered to carry the quilt to the register for me. Another couple of notches when she asked if I had any coupons, I didn't, she grabbed one from a pile, then said the words that made my afternoon. "Are you over fifty-five? We have a special seniors' discount for our customers who are." Huh? Could she possibly NOT know I was waaay over 55?
" I'm seventy."
"No, really?"
Fifty percent discount, plus a nice boost to this senior citizen who has been really feeling her age the last couple of months. Plus, the quilt was on sale, and I added a whole two and a half miles to my walking distance for the day. No, I didn't float back to the car, it was a really hard slog carrying several extra pounds of quilt, but I made it. Even though I went out the wrong door in Macy's and had to walk around to the other side of the building. On to the grocery store for a deli dinner then home to soak my aching tootsies. But I didn't stop smiling. I found what I wanted, it was on sale, I got a lot of extra exercise, a nice boost to my mood, and I didn't have to cook dinner. (Some days my cooking mojo just vanishes.)
I may go back for the pillow shams today, just for the exercise, ya know. And that cute navy blue pullover I saw on my way out. Have a great Thursday!
