Compulsive

Sunday I decided I wanted to make an apple pie.  But I wanted this pie to look like a bouquet of flowers and I couldn’t do it without an apple peeler/corer/slicer.  I went to 4 stores looking for one even though I knew I wouldn’t be able to find one.  It’s an old-lady item.  Only available on amazon.  There isn’t much traffic in that peeler/corer/slicer needs – everyone wants a spiralizer.  That’s what is in the stores.

But I stood in all of the home goods aisles on the verge of tears because I wanted this stupid gadget.  I needed it in my house.  I needed it for my afternoon, I wanted this thing to be a part of my process.  I wished so hard that I could find one.

I wished so hard that I could find her.  I need her in my house.  I need her for the afternoon.  I needed her to be a part of my process.

But she wasn’t there.  I couldn’t find her.  All I could find was that stupid spiralizer.

And that’s kind of what it’s turned into… I’m compulsively looking for these *things* that I can’t find.  And I stare at the shelves and I walk away from the department and then walk back to where these *things* should be and she’s not there.  She’s never there.

I did end up making the pie.  It turned out very pretty – but it could have been beautiful if I could only have had the thing that I was missing.

0 stars.  Would not recommend.

 

One thought on “Compulsive

  1. Stacey October 9, 2017 / 10201710America/Detroit

    I saw your beautiful not perfect apple pie I bet it was delicious.

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