Back to mall updates tonight boys and gurgles. Long afternoon (into the evening) in the world of retail. *huge dramatic sigh*
Mostly good stuff though, except for me. I continue to be crabby and have no right being anywhere near people. Every time I open my mouth something grouchy and rude comes out. Cleo was far too kind in her assessment of spending time with me, but truthfully, all of my fine employees should be receiving Hazard Pay.
No, I still have not done anything about the thing in my foot. We will get right on that soon though. Promise. Saw three foreign license plates on the road: Missouri, Nevada, and Indiana. So… that was festive. (Didn’t I tell you yesterday I was nothing, if not honest?!) And also, as a bonus event, my brother came by. He loves the mall about as much as I do, so mostly we laughed (like lunatics) over the entire absurd situation we were in (speaking of sarcastic). It was fun to see him though, always is.
Here’s my amusing anecdote du jour, then we are just going to get on with the card and call it a damn day. I was standing in my wee kiosk, while an absolutely adorable gentleman (who speaks about five words of English) was perusing the merchandise. (He had come by a few days ago, done the same thing. Takes his time, really scopes out everything. Then buys one item, and thanks me profusely. He’s delightful.) We look behind him, at a clothing store display window. Inside (yes, inside the window amongst the garments) is a small boy. He is maybe 4, and dressed in some high flyin’ style (grey sweater vest, light rose-colored, polo shirt, with awesome, slate-toned, pleated trousers). His father is positioning him in front of a truly gargantuan sign that says “SALE ~ $5.00.” Mom is on the outside, by us, taking a picture. The cardboard sign is so massive that this kid is about the size of the 5. I laughed. Out Loud. My charming customer laughed too. Then said, “clearance!”
It made our day. And I would spend hard-earned cash to see that photograph. Why didn’t I ever think to put my children in a window with a big clearance sign? If nothing more than for the hysterical comic relief?!
We have come back around to The Celtic Shaman’s Pack, and today’s draw is slightly concerning, but oh so typical of where we are, planetarily speaking. Really?! Sure, why the hell not.
“The Keeper of the Wheel (Mogh Ruith) ~ Fate
A fiery great triskell (triple spiralled) wheel spins amid swirls of incandescent light between two pillars of intertwined waterbirds.
The Keeper of the Wheel holds the tides of Fate in his hands, turning them according to the pattern which only he and the Shapers know in full. He has the ability to move through space and time on this wheel and thus offers keys to all the realms. His appearance, however, can bring about unexpected change and reversal in any journey and he often appears to set us free from impossible or stalemated situations.
Journey: Travel to a cave deep amongst the mountains. Within there is bright light and you can see, almost hidden at the back of the cave, a great wheel more than three times your height, turning slowly and silently. As its side stands a figure whose eyes are covered by a scarf, but who yet seems aware of your presence. You may ask him any question you want regarding past, present, or future always remembering that the threads of fate are not set in any single pattern and may change at any moment, in this world or any other. Listen carefully, and retain this answer when you return.”