The wife is finally getting in gear and getting rid of shtuff. But first, let me back up a bit.
Yesterday we had to go pick up some prescriptions for the wife, so we pulled into the drive-thru lane at the pharmacy to get them. Since it is the beginning of the year, she hasn’t met her deductible yet, so her meds can get pretty expensive. Since the cost was high, she wrote a check. She’s Old School like that. However, she didn’t have her ID with her, so the pharmacy took my driver’s license as ID. They put it back in the bag with the drugs instead of handing it back to me. I asked the wife to remind me to get it out of the bag wen we got back home.
Fast forward to today. The wife is getting rid of a lot of old, vintage clothing she no longer wears. We’ve been to several resale shops nearby but no one has wanted her items. She got online to do some research, made some calls, and then told me she found a shop that might take her shtuff. Huzzah! We can start getting things out of the house.
Then she told me it was downtown. Ugh! Twenty or so miles through congested Friday freeway traffic. The clothing was loaded in the car and we set off around 11:00 A.M. Fortunately traffic wasn’t too horrible yet but it still took us an hour to get downtown to the shop. Then we had fun trying to get a parking space. I had to circle the block and started to try to parallel park at a space in front of the store when we saw someone leaving the parking lot. I zipped in and took the vacant spot.
We went inside to get the lay of the land. We spoke with one of the employees who told us we could bring in the shtuff we were selling and just put it on the front counter. I went out to the car and brought the first batch (of many batches) of clothes inside. As I was heading to the front counter, another employee redirected me to a buy counter on the other side of the store. I dutifully changed course, depositing the clothes on the buy counter.
Another employee started the buying process. They asked if we’d sold to them before (no), if we had certain items they weren’t looking for (no), and finally, did I have my ID with me (yes). I reached into my wallet and, lo and behold … my driver’s license was missing. Yes, my Hordeling, it was still in the bag of prescription meds. Back at the house. An hour’s drive away. FML.
I finished unloading the rest of the clothes from the car. The nice employee said they could work up an offer while I got my I.D. Great.
We headed back home, stopping to grab lunch on the way. I got a call from the store just before we left the restaurant wanting to know if I was coming back in. I explained that we lived an hour away from the store, and it would be at least another hour before I got back to the store, plus probably more time added to the transit because it was Friday afternoon and Five O’clock Traffic starts at 12:30 P.M. on Fridays in this town. But yes, I would be back.
We arrived home. I grabbed my driver’s license, left the wife behind (because she wasn’t up for another long drive downtown), then headed out the door. It was a long slog back to the store, about a hour and a half. I parallel parked (I still got it!) in the spot that I was going to use this morning, and went inside. I showed them that yes, I do have a valid I.D. (can’t have criminals without valid I.D.s selling stolen clothes to them, I suppose), concluded our transaction with the store, and left with three bags of clothes they didn’t want, and some money for the ones they did. The nice employee suggested one or two other stores in the area that might take them.
I called the wife to see if she wanted me to try the other stores but she said to call it a day and head home. Once again, the long, slow slog back home, with a brief stop at the grocery store to pick up some dog food.
In all, six hours on the road for a relatively simple task that we didn’t even complete. At least we’ve started getting shtuff out of the house.
Now, if we can just speed up the process of getting all the rest of the shtuff out of the house ….
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