This past weekend, Rhys and I checked out the entire library...or at least it feels like we did. It's pretty rare for us to leave with more than one or two books at a time --and those are usually ordered in --as our local library is severely lacking in the eye-catching book department. This time however, we hit the jackpot; what started as a trip to renew a couple of books turned into a grand adventure. I actually lost Rhys and in my search, I picked up several books along the way. When I finally found him, he had a hefty stack himself.
Our book finds weren't the only rare and random event in the library. Within seconds of walking in the door, this old lady wondered over to me and said, "I couldn't help but notice that your beautiful overcoat with it's beautiful color still has the manufacturer's seam in the pleat." I explained that I had suspected as much but wasn't sure so I hadn't wanted to rip it out. We parted ways but a moment later, she came back, "As a matter of fact, my grandson gave me just the thing for my birthday," she said, rummaging around in her purse until she produced a mini sewing kit with a mini seam ripper. As she removed the seam, she told me that "just the other week she had helped a young man who was disappointed that his suit had no pockets" when, in fact, they had just been sew shut for the shop. The whole thing was very adorable and I half expected her to disappear into thin air once she said goodbye. So wherever you are cool old lady, I think you must be the patron saint of haberdashery.
In any case, my "overcoat" now "pleats out beautifully; as it was meant to" and we left the library feeling very happy...well happy on the inside; we more skulked out hoping no one would notice our embarrassingly steep stack of books. Thank Heaven for self checkout.