I stopped by our local thrift store again yesterday. I can't help myself. I was in the neighborhood, and places like that tend to just suck me right in. I wasn't looking for anything in particular. I was walletless, and completely unprepared if I should find anything anyway, but, of course, I did...*sigh*.
Back in the "man room", as they call it, (which, by the way, I take exception to, because that's where they keep all of the electronics and camera equipment), I found an old cigar box, similar to one I had as a kid.
I've had a thing for cigar boxes ever since the movie,
Paper Moon. I was just a little bit younger than Tatum O'neal when she played the character, Addie, in that movie, but I felt just as wily, and independent, and head strong as her character. I loved the cigar box she carried around with her; all of her very special things hidden in the bottom.
I picked up the box, and noticed it had the words "flower fund" scrawled across the top of it. That's when I knew I had to have it. I felt like it was a gift placed there just for me.
It didn't have a price on it, but I was walletless anyway. I thought, if I was lucky enough, maybe I could scrounge some loose change, or a stray dollar from the car, but I had to do something! It was fated!
The transaction went down something like this...
Because there wasn't a price on it, the clerk called the owner. The owner said to charge $1.00 for it. I haggled the price down to $.50 (because it was half off day).
Then, I went out to my car, and found $.43 in small change in the console. Grrrr.
That's about the time I went mad, tearing my whole car apart for the final $.07. Miraculously, I found a dime under the floor mat, and good thing too, because with tax, the box came to $.53...exactly (and all) that I had.
I don't know what any of this means. Like, why I felt the box was a gift just for me, or why I
had to have it...or even what I'm going to do with it, but I can't help but think it means
something. It's got mean something, right?
I'm pretty sure the clerk thought I'd lost my mind (or never had it), when I blurted out, "I feel like I just won the lottery!"
I'm a simple person; easy to please (obviously), but now I really hope I do win the lottery, because my flower fund is empty.
