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.