Didn’t actually accomplish anything today. But, I did not upgrade myself to first class on the trip to Denver. And I did not buy a lime green see-through suitcase for the “excellent” price of $289.
Rimowa made these things in pink and green around 2018 and sold them for about 2K a pop.
I saw one in TJ Max today for $289. It was hard to pass up. I had to talk myself out of it. It is a regular size roll aboard, which is huge for me. Figured I could take it on the upcoming trip. And on the Northwest Passage. And to Kona on Halloween. That would get my money’s worth. But, I am old.
And when you get really old, like me, the “Buying for Life” concept gets shaky. Old women don’t purchase copper stock pots. So getting a killer price on a silly Rimowa suitcase doesn’t work for me. It will be me and my backpack on this year’s travels.
So today is mostly about what I didn’t do. I did discover that my much used black hoodie has worn through the elbows. As has my equally loved flannel shirt. How did this happen? I don’t have many clothes – and to have two items die at the same time leaves me needing to do some serious thrifting. But, I am pretty sure that any black hoodie or flannel shirt that I do buy will be a “Buy for Life” purchase.
Not sure which one I like the best. Think I like MidJourney’s best.
Another note from the distant edge of life. A couple of politicians came to visit us old people today. (Hey, we vote. For all the good it does.) One of the residents jacked the pols up about getting cracking on assisted suicide legislation. He more or less said, “not in your lifetime people”.