globes and maps

Last week, I took a half day. I took a half day so I could attend an interview, which I’ll tell you more about later. Have I ever told you how much I love half days? Oh yes, I have. Of course I have. I am a rerun. But half days are perfect. You get paid something, and you don’t feel lazy. And really, mornings are meant to spend working, it’s the afternoons that you want free. So on this half day of mine, I decided to go buy something.

I love buying things. It doesn’t matter what it is, who it’s for, it just matters that our checking account decreases. And being that my weight is a bit higher than it should be, I decided to nix clothes (OK, I bought some blousy tops, but who is keeping track? Quit interrogating me!) I decided to buy some things for the house.

Honestly, I’m a terrible decorator. Absolutely horrible. I buy things that are reds or greens or browns and hope they go together. They don’t, but luckily, Steve and I are both equally ignorant in the decorating department. We sit in our mismatched house thinking it looks good and no one tells us differently. I can sometimes tell by the looks on people’s faces when they swing by for a visit, but I have bad eyes, so those looks could have been anything, really.

In case you haven’t been reading this blog for longer than six seconds, Steve likes to drink. As a result, there are always condensation rings all over my brown tables. So years later, I finally bought some coasters. The coasters came with a very lovely fortune cookie looking scrap of paper, stating that if you bought these coasters, you had good taste.

Apparently these coasters are unaware of which home they got adopted into. Perhaps they’re as blind as me. But that’s alright, I’ll take the compliment from this mass manufactured piece of paper that goes to all sorts of people with horrible taste and I’ll believe it. That’s what faith is, after all. I didn’t stop with the coasters. I bought a centerpiece. Have I ever told you about my globe obsession? I haven’t? Wow – I guess not everything I say is a rerun (until tomorrow when I talk about this again).

Well I’m obsessed with globes and maps and most things educational. No, I’m not good at geography. In fact, I’m horrible at it. Until last month, I thought Malaria was a country (although you probably did too when you just read it – anything capitalized that ends with an “a” looks like a country). So I fill my house with globes and maps and hope that somehow the information on them seeps into my brain when I walk past them. And even if it doesn’t, I think they look cool. But please, don’t take my decorating advice, as I’ve mentioned earlier – unless you’re blind and then it doesn’t matter, do whatever you want. Hell, marry some ugly guy with a goiter too if he’s rich and your fingers never actually touch said goiter.

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