Kris and I spent the weekend accessorizing her apartment. Daisy Duke has settled in quite nicely in her new home. Kris keeps catnip in Daisy's scratching board so I guess that might explain why Daisy is so laid back about her new surroundings.
We tangled with tax-free weekend shoppers in the parking lots and stores. Crazy-ass-people. Kris' roommate works at a shop in the mall. She told us on Sunday morning that the young women's apparel shop had $31,000 in sales on Saturday. That is more than it ran on Black Friday last November. Makes me just want to run out and get my Christmas shopping done. Not.
We assembled a baker's rack and bookcase. Sounds like a lot of work but what got us both were the stupid curtain rod screws. A bit of temper came out when the screws wouldn't go far enough into the wall. Problem solved after we got a good night's sleep. We ended up finding and using shorter screws.
As always, the visit is too short. As I was entering the road that leads me out of Waco, I looked over at the vehicle next to me. It appeared to be occupied by a set of parents that had just left their child at Baylor. The mother was crying and dabbing her eyes. The father was pointing his finger at her as if to tell her, "Now honey. You know you can't fall apart like this every time we leave. We will see our son/daughter in a couple of weeks. We have to let him/her go and everybody has to move on." Lady, I feel your pain.
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