Anyway my plan was to go to the laundry room early before the holiday crowd descended on the place. So I bagged up the laundry I had sorted last night and carted it one load at a time over there, balancing my coffee in one hand. By 6:00 a.m. I had four loads agitating and I was camped in front of the laundry house in a lawn chair with my book and java. I soon realized I had a front row seat for the parade! That is the parade of people with towels and toiletries making their way to the bath house. There are three shower stalls in each, the men's and ladies' rooms. Sometimes people would be queued up outside on the sidewalk. No one came to use the laundry until about ten minutes before I was done so I had the place to myself. I finished about 7:45 and hauled it in two trips back home.
At 8:00 I walked to the office to mail my journal pages to my folks and discovered our snail-mail packet had arrived from our mail forwarding service. I'll deal with that later. After breakfast we drove to the Tennessee State Fairgrounds for their 4th weekend of the month "Largest Flea Market in TN." We parked for $3.00 at an elementary school across Woodbridge Rd. (very entrepreneurial move by the teachers to raise money for the school.) We walked ourselves to death through seven or eight Fairgrounds buildings and untold tents and pavilions. Food was scarce so we finally had popcorn and a soda (all my Texas friends can tell I've been hanging around the Midwest again) to tide us over.
Antiques were few and far between. I bought half dozen postcards after looking through quite a few stray boxes here and there. I found two old golf aluminum swizzle sticks and a new black golf visor. I hope Evelyn, my BeautyControl Consultant in Austin, doesn't read this, but a BC booth was in one of the first buildings we went in and I bought some things I was almost out of. It was easier than timing the mail for where we will be. Our feet gave out and we were hungry so we bought fresh tomatoes on the way out and took I-40 East to Hwy 45. We ate two big salads at O'Charley's. Then we crossed the shopping center parking lot and got a few groceries and a paper at Kroger.
We were home by 5:00 or so. We read the paper then sat outside on this gorgeous, 78-degree day. Ron, the owner, came by in his golf cart and asked me to check the wi-fi. He thought he had solved the mystery when he found out a guy who left in the row next to us turned the breaker off that goes to the pavilion where one wi-fi receiver is located. But our laptop would not pick up the signal there, or by the bath house. He left mumbling.
We went in at 7:00 and watched an NCIS rerun. This evening I opened a month's worth of snail mail. Funny how nothing is important. Except for postcards and letters from friends and family.
It's 8.35 p.m. and 70.4 degrees. The high was 82 today and the low was 61 degrees with 18 to 25% humidity. It doesn't get any better than this.