Pride. I could have been knitting. But the pride got me.
I am not the handbag-for-every-outfit type. Buy one good practical plain leather purse, preferably one that won’t snag lacewear every which way, and wear it out.
Which I did. I mean, it’s really worn out and I should have replaced it about a year ago. It’s big, it’s comfy, anything you want you’ve got it right there with you and you could stuff almost a whole afghan project in the darn thing–t’ain’t dainty.
I do have a nice, small purse, and when I say small, it’s iffy whether the cellphone can squeeze in.  Maybe not so practical.
So guess which one went downtown with me this afternoon?
We haven’t gotten a utility bill since May. I’ve called and been told, Oh, you’re all paid up. But wait, tell me, how does that work exactly?…
So given what tomorrow is and wanting things squared away and done, I simply went down to City Hall to see the printout of the bill that never came and to get it taken care of once and for all.
There was no bill. Our solar installation coincided with their changing how they processed households with solar systems, and I ended up in an upstairs office while they tried to figure out how to get their computer to generate one. Ever. Four people were trying to figure out for about an hour how to let me give them my money; it was pretty amusing.
Finally, they cried uncle. Good thing I came near the end of the workday, I guess. I gave them an estimated amount that was pure guesswork against the coming amount (electric, water, sewer, refuse, gas–the city owns them all, and we only opted out of the first) and they gave me a much-desired receipt.
I’d had a feeling to take my knitting; but… I was simply going to walk up to the counter and hand them a payment and that was going to be that. It didn’t occur to me to put my knitting bag in the car just in case, I mean, why would I?
I could have brought my jaded, faded, coming unsewn old purse and that scarf project would have been finished.
Although, then I would have been sitting there wishing ruefully I had thought to bring more knitting.
Okay, now, back to work.