Grace in Small Things: Sunday (Stuff) Edition #147 (on a Monday)
One:A friend of mine is moving to another province, and so he turned his apartment into a second-hand shop over the weekend. While it's sad to see him go, I am not going to sneeze at getting my hands on this 1920s Underwood No.3 12-inch manual standard portable typewriter. It is still functional, weighs a ton, and makes my living room seven times cooler.
Two:This same friend of mine also had a 1959 Underwood Golden Touch Quiet Tab De Luxe portable typewriter, which also came in its perfectly preserved silver carrying case. Yes, she is mine now, too.
Three:This friend? He was such a gold mine. I may be a terrible person for getting so much joy out of profiting off his move, because I also scored this pitch pipe. I have no real need for a pitch pipe, but I have wanted one my whole life since I first saw one used in a Flintstone's cartoon.
Four:I splurged recently on an iPad mini with a Logitech magnetic keyboard cover. I took the plunge because I spent last winter cooped up working in solitary confinement. I didn't want to be as much of a hermit as I was, but I didn't want to lug my large laptop around through -30°C ice and snow when I went out to write in coffee shops. I decided it was well worth it to keep me from hiding out for six months straight.
Five:Dirty bathroom mirror aside, new plaid can buy happiness. I don't know if it's my Canadian-ness or my having come of age during the grunge era, but Roots' move into plaid flannel this fall made me buy this shirt. I was helpless in the face of what is my clothing equivalent of comfort food, and now I am going to live in it for the next two weeks.
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