Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Playing the Glass Game
A few days ago, my neighbor asked me to go along errand-running. Once we had made the necessary stops, we decided to wander around some re-sale shops (you know the kind of place I mean: Goodwill, Jacob's Well).
And I was good. Really. I got some re-sale items to re-re-sell on eBay but otherwise I resisted all sorts of shopping temptation.....until I saw the game. Then I didn't resist for a single second. (By the way, it only cost $5.50.)
My neighbor wanted a reason why I was throwing money away. I could only say, 'But it's glass!"
Yeah. There it is. My own personal form of catnip. Glass. I can't imagine anyone not noticing that I have a serious glass jones. It's like air or water to me. Gotta have it. Just gotta.
I emailed a picture of my newfound prize to my friend who recently moved to Alabama. She asked me, "Who are you gonna play chess with?" I had to admit that I don't even know how to play chess. So she wanted to know why I bought it. I could only say, "But it's glass!"
Glass. I don't see any glass. Do you see any glass? I don't have a problem. Seriously. I can stop any time I want.