Knocking The Dust Off

Sadly, those are really my shoes! Guess it had been a while since I last wore any dress shoes. I actually had to remove the dust bunnies from inside them as well. I needed some for an antique auction Monday, that my mother and I attended. It was great to get out of the house after a rather rainy, boring weekend. Some of the stuff was gorgeous, some not so much. There seem to be no rhyme or reason to what things sold for. A plant stand went for $425 and a sofa for $70! We didn't purchase anything and only stayed about 3 hours. That was enough for me. Unless there is something I want really bad and will pay what ever it takes to win the bid, I find auctions rather a waste of time. Give me a store or flea market where I can dicker, and I'll stay all day. My new medication must have started working that day as well. I couldn't sit still for more than an hour, before having to move around some. The high point of the day was a cute fella that sat on the other side of my mother. He looked so familiar to me, but I never could place him. I run in to that a lot having worked in the area at different sales positions for the last 20 years. I remember faces but not names very well. Anyway, when we left, I told my mother to wait up for a second. I went and found him, and told him he looked like Ewan McGregor. I guess that is why he looked so familiar. I think we were cruising each other during the auction, but with your mother between you and the object of your desire it is difficult to say. Not to mention, I've been out of the loop for so long, that unless they slap me with their dick, I just assume they are being friendly. I wish I had something to give him my name, number and email on. I fixed that problem. When I got home, I ordered 250 calling cards!