For better or worse, Little Flower Petals is a reflection of me: rather messy, generally (but inconsistently) enthusiastic, occasionally morbid, tending toward self-indulgence and impatience but striving for generosity and kindness, and always eclectic. I suppose anyone who knows me well knows all these things already, and will not be shocked. And if they don't...well, I yam what I yam, and it can't hurt to reveal it.
An example of being what I is: I sold a typewriter today (the Olivetti Underwood Studio 21, since I need to raise fund for the road trip with my sister at the end of the month AND I don't like typewriters sitting around unused and I tend to use the Olympias). As I was getting ready to head out, scrambling to find some scrap paper and the typewriter dust cover and all, I realized my hands were all stained with fountain pen ink, and had to stop to scrub THAT off. Yep, that's me.
Incidentally, the Studio 21 went to a good, typewriter loving home. You know you've sold a typewriter to a real enthusiast when you bump into the buyer again five minutes later at the Goodwill down the road where you've headed to check out possible "new" machines in spite of yourself....
4 comments:
Good you found a nice home for the 21.
As stated before, I enjoy both of your blogs. Too bad you are not traversing the continent next week or we may pass each other on I-80.
'Tending towards self indulgence' is what makes a good blog! But, all the best.
Ha! do we all hit the thrifts on the way home from a sale (or givaway) in hopes of a quick plug for the new hole in your life?
We both kind of did a, "Oh, hm...um...fancy meeting you here!" thing. Classic.
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