The worst thing about Monday was discovering that Cargo & James is now missing from Whyte Ave. How did I not hear about this? Who decided that they were allowed to close? Losing the Sherwood Park mall location was bad, but this is a terrible sign. Where will I find real "Monk's Blend" now?
I'll miss thee, C&J Tea. Thou are lost, but n'er forgotten.
Life is supremely unfair.
On the flip side, I spent less time today installing a repair part in my car than I did haggling over the price with the scrapyard cashier. That's always a sign of... well, of something.
And after a pretty fantastic weekend, which involved watching a sunset and drinking extra-dark-amaretto-hot-chocolate, I'd say (despite the certain fact of unfairness) I really have little to complain about.
That, dear reader, is a sign of hope.
(I think... Still not sure if I can call it hope. Which is a sign that not much has changed.)