I was out of the house fairly early because I am vending tomorrow at a professional women's group. Last night when I looked at the table cloth I use I decided that it looked a tad ratty and thought I would get a new one. Unfortunately, I could not find any material at the shop to satisfy me, but I was able to pick up a few items, so it was not a wasted trip. I found an inexpensive glass vase that will showcase my jewelry nicely. Later I picked up my biz mail and stopped for a bite to eat. I had tuna on whole wheat toast and I didn't eat any of the french fries (Yah for Van)
Still determined to find a table covering I headed to the Mall. I was so proud of myself because I timed my bus travel just right, and as soon as I stepped off of one bus I was able to hop on the connecting bus. I had long since gotten past trying to figure out what the odd and unsure feeling was. As I was riding the bus, I did notice that I was the only passenger left. I paid no attention until the young bus driver stopped the bus, turned off the light and started to step out for a smoke :-( When she asked where I was going, I replied "the Mall". Turns out that I had the right bus, but the wrong journey. She told me what I needed to do to get to the Mall and said I should wait with her for a few minutes, as she was making a return trip. Not a problem. When she started to move about 10 minutes later, I had my "Ah Hah--Oh, that's were the uncertain and sure feeling was leading, moment." At the same time I decided to return home instead of heading to the Mall. I figured why mess with fate and acts of kindness.
Once home, I did a little digging and found a lovely cloth for my vending table and talked to my girl friend for a couple of hours.
Boy. Ya gotta 'listen'. to those feelings.
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