So yesterday I worked a Saturday.
In the past twelve days, I've worked eleven of them. I hate work, but I sorta could use the extra dough.
Jack needs a lot of gourmet cat food. I need… burgers. And I won't even mention the rising cost of beer!
After work, my boss took us all out to this pizza joint and footed the bill. Needless to say we all ate like a herd of Neanderthals. Across the street was a HomeSense store and so I worked off some of the mozzarella by walking over there. I had no specific purchase in mind but became enamored of a certain lamp.
About a year ago now my favorite reading lamp went on the fritz and me being a cheapskate at heart, I kept the thing standing in its place for... well, for over a year!
I even had my electrically-inclined friend take it apart and try to fix the wiring, to no avail.
So I left the store with this new lamp which is now perfectly stationed next to my favorite reading chair. The thing throws out the perfect wattage for my failing eyesight.
BRING ON THE BOOKS!
I find myself continually looking over at this lamp and just admiring it.
I think I love lamp.
The whole adventure reminds me of the character, Brick, in the movie Anchorman. It's played by Steve Carrell, who, in my opinion -- should have won an Oscar [or at least a really nice lamp] for his searing portrayal of lamp-lovers everywhere…