Sunday, April 10, 2011
I felt a bit like a vulture yesterday, swooping down and into a local Borders bookstore that is closing and had a big sale on its remaining merchandise. I wandered the fiction and poetry aisles, lured by the 30%-50% off signs, and picked up copies of Yeats' The Tower, Gary Snyder's Riprap and Cold Mountain Poems, and Lucille Clifton's Voices. Then I walked across the street and ate crispy onion rings dipped in barbecue sauce at The Waffle while reading Anne Roiphe's memoir Art and Madness on my Kindle (another blow to local bookstores) and then I walked across the street again to see the Danish movie In a Better World. I did all of this after breaking down in my house and running out the door in tears, leaving my children (one disabled, one covered in pox and the other just a pain) with the babysitter who had come to watch Sophie. I gunned my car to Hollywood with the accompaniment of violins, and after four or five hours came home, feeling only slightly chagrined and much relieved.
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Sometimes you HAVE to get away. That's all there is to it. I'm glad you did it. You probably saved someones life.ReplyDelete
laughing at ms. moonReplyDelete
so glad you got out!!!!
I'm glad you got out too...you deserve to have quiet time to yourself! And, contrary to what Disney would like us to believe, a bookstore with good prices might just be the happiest place on earth...a bookstore, or a beach.ReplyDelete
there is a saying: you can't give from an empty cup. glad you got to fill yours!ReplyDelete
Yep you needed that. Good for you!ReplyDelete
OMG that sounds divine! I had the same feeling buying books from a local Angus and Robertson going out of business sale, but still got some great bargains.ReplyDelete
@karen, I'd like Disney to put a bookstore in, just for the parents! lol
So glad you were able to get some time to yourself. So important.ReplyDelete
I need to follow your example.
yay for you!ReplyDelete
You are allowed to have breaks, without them, we do break. I remember once throwing a frying pan into the yard because I couldn't take it anymore.ReplyDelete
Sending a hug.
You NEEDED that.ReplyDelete
And thanks for your more than kind words over at my place. I'd never read that poem before either... discovered it (on the iPad my brother gave me - what was that you were saying about local bookstores?) while waiting for my mom's heart test to be over the other day. It was like a gift. You know? When someone puts words to your life. And the poem encompasses all pain. Not just the physical.
Glad you got out of the house and filled yourself up with books and movies. Any chance you can manage that for a few hours EVERY day? Every few days?ReplyDelete
I'm with Mary. I see this as a regular occurrence for you. Here's hoping as time goes on you continue to feel less and less chagrined and more and more relaxed about giving yourself this space and time.ReplyDelete
And just to let you know what the Universe is saying about all of this, my word verification today is "light." 'Nuff said.
so glad you could slip away.ReplyDelete
I swooped down on our closing sale at Borders, too. I chose just one book, "The Shadows of Sirius", a book of poetry by W. S. Merwin.ReplyDelete
I think you should have then brought your books to the beach and stayed there until the sunset..ReplyDelete
So glad you had a day out. A very good idea!ReplyDelete
There's not much that onion rings and dipping sauce can't fix. Good work, Mama.ReplyDelete
I can relate to this post. Except I don't like the dipping sauce.ReplyDelete