Hiding in plain sight? I got a rug.

Have you ever ducked into an aisle --or even into the racks-- at a store in order to avoid seeing and having to make niceties with someone? Yeah, that's how you end up with a 100% polyester runner for the dining room rug, to keep the detritus from the deck and the wet from the pool under control and not tracked into the kitchen. And how you also end up with a huge container of hand soap and a package of three meal prep containers. 

Yes, they were all needed (?!), but omg what shenanigans. I was bored/lonely sitting at home the other day (still working on this going from super busy/ super peopley lifestyle to summer quiet), so I went to TJMaxx. Figured I'd just walk around a bit, gawk at things, be disgusted that the fall stuff is now coming out (really?) --and there the person was, likely visiting family, a person who doesn't even live here anymore. Double ugh. I just could not muster up the fake smile and "hey, howaya" so I strolled/hid in various places. I made it out alive.

If I must, I can be pleasant to just about anyone, but I was not feeling it. If I had run into someone I like and would be happy to chat with, I would do so-- I'm not antisocial. I just do not have the oomph sometimes to fake the social chatter. So, I didn't.

Suffice it to say, I am not really all that proud of my avoidance tactics, but they worked. You might counter with, "but you went to a public place--didn't you realize there would be public there?" And yes, I will admit, I was hopeful of just random touristy types who ignore short, graying me pretty much on the regular. Sometimes, some people just belong in the past, and ought to stay there. I said so. 

I followed my dodging with a stop-off for a small iced coffee. I deserved it. 

I think.

Take care,

C