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No comment........I have to buy gas tomorrow and I am not looking forward to it, since it feels pretty much just like this. Oh, yes, it does.

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I'm all out of previously-prepared posts, so I guess that means I'm gonna hafta write sumpun. Imagine that! My new clothes washer will arrive tomorrow between the hours of 11:30 am and 1:30 pm, they say. I got a check for the last 2 weeks of work at the flower shop, and spent it all (and then some) at S*ars in about 5 minutes. I really wanted one of those top of the line front loaders, the ones that will save you $500 in operating costs, they say. But the budget only allowed for one to match the dryer we bought almost 2 years ago. I say 'match', but it's impossible to get one exactly like it after that length of time. It's close enough, I suppose. At least it's the same color (white). He coaxed me to take one that was a smoky blue color, but he didn't offer to drop the price enough to make it acceptable. I'd have taken hot orange if they dropped the price enough.......LOL.

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In our paper this week, there's an ad running for a company that buys stuff from people; chiefly gold and diamonds, but coins, watches, silver, purses, etc. too. I'd never been able to go when they were available before, but today (I'm feeling better, you see) I packed up a few old broken pieces of jewelry, ring mountings, a locket and a watch and took myself over to the H*liday I*n. I expected them to be in the ball room, and have tables for different stuff, but I was directed to the 3rd floor and another woman had silver and was sent to the 2nd. floor. It looked like they had rented 3-4-5 rooms on each floor and had offices set up for each one. It must be a lucrative business, because blocks of rooms in hotels aren't cheap - even for that hotel.

I was shown to a room with desks set up, and told to lay out my wares (uh-oh. Maybe I should say 'set out my jewelry') on the desk. A guy came in and started checking them out through a loupe and weighing them on an automatic scale. When he told me the amount he'd pay for all of it (2 pairs earrings, 1 ring mounting, and 2 other rings) I was somewhat insulted, but I held it in. I did say......."That's all?" in a voice I'm sure he had no difficulty in interpreting. I am almost ashamed to say that I did sell him a pair of old broken earrings, which I had already repaired once and it I knew it would cost me much more to repair them now. Better make a few bucks than to let them lay around my jewelry box any longer. Same with the ring mounting. It was old, Victorian style and really pretty, but the size gemstone it required was so large as to be cost prohibitive, so I sold it too. Whoopee! Now I can finance a pedicure at the salon tomorrow. Those visions I had about paying for my new washer with the proceeds of that sale sort of fell apart quickly.

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You know about my funny name list, right? I found several new ones lately, but I'm almost afraid to put them on the blog because the last time I did, one of those guys g*ogled himself and was brought directly to my blog......LOL He was a good sport about it, but I was sort of embarrassed. Oh, well, maybe this guy isn't computer-saavy: Pure Energy, I kid you not. That was his real name (mentioned in the newspaper). I wonder what his mom was thinking? The other new name was one I got from a newspaper obit: Ottawa O. Cool. Don'tcha wonder what the O. stands for?