Day 1227 A simple walk to the shops.

20th December 2020

We carried the finished buffet into the living area to take pictures, well it was not quite finished, as the top only had a sealing coat on it as it took a long time to dry.

I work on the principle that buyers usually pick things up a couple of days later, so if someone wants to pick it up this afternoon I’ll shit myself.

Getting the dresser out of the truck was easier than I thought, seeing it in daylight displayed the true artistic merits of the child or talented monkey that had the piece before.

The actual material was solid pine or similar softwood so it should be easy to work with.

I volunteered to walk along to the corner shop to pick up a few essentials. I dressed up with my warm coat, scarf and hat, it was dark so no one could see me. My stride was brisk and my mind was thinking about Christmas, and all things seasonal when three quarters of the way I realised that I had forgotten my mask.

“Damn and blast” I uttered, turning round and speed walking all the way back.

I burst through the door in a rage, my face as red as Santa’s hat, I grabbed my bag and headed out the door again. Kelli was confused, and I didn’t have a lot of breath left to explain.

I returned to the shop, struggling to put my mask on with my hat covering my ears. Luckily the shape of my head is perfect for allowing my hat to slide up an balance on the top of my head.

I grabbed a basket and wandered around collecting the goods. At one point I had to put my glasses on which require them to fit over my ears where my mask is hooked around with my hat balancing on top. I was also holding a basket meaning I was trying to do it one handed. Needless to say everything fell off including my mask, I was vulnerable to infection so that was the first thing to go back on, then I threaded my glasses on and balanced my hat on top. Of course all this activity made me hot and steamed up my glasses, there was also a build up of heat inside my masks. I had to then rush round to finish my shop and get out into the fresh air.

I gasped at the cold air hitting my mask-less face. My walk back was a little more laboured as I was now carrying a heavy load, but I made it back. Kelli looked at me, laughing at the sight she saw before her. My hat was still perched on the top of my head like I was hiding a parrot.

At least it was dark.