The Mall Has Everything I Need
Before we left for the mall, I asked her what the best place was to buy a cordless handheld vacuum. She told me she searched every store and bought hers at the local hardware store. She was in there picking up a power drill for her father-in-law when she saw one on sale. It was a leading brand name and at a good price, so she got it that day.
I told her I’d been needing one for quite awhile. I wanted to use it on the carpeted stairs going up to the second floor. They’re good for cleaning up cookie crumbs in the living room too she remarked. She said she allowed her older kids to use it to clean up their own little messes.
I told her about the day Cindy spilled all her beads on the bedroom floor. She scooped up the majority of them, but was still stepping on some in her bare feet. She tried the broom but it didn’t work on the carpet. I did finally get out the vacuum and go over her room. She’s still too little to push a large vacuum herself I told her.
We went into a store with a huge selection of bedding quilts. I’d been planning to give my bedroom a new look. I wanted to paint sage green and would need a quilt to match. I saw one I’d keep in mind. Maybe it would go on sale soon. I picked up a few bed pillows that were on sale.
We always looked in the jewelry departments. We tried on a few rings. One aquamarine ring was pretty. It would match some earrings I had at home. It was delicate looking. We examined some of the pretty chandelier earrings that were popular. She couldn’t wear those because she thought her neck was too short.
She looked over the bracelets. We both admired the wide ones with three rows of crystals and pink or purple beads added for accent. I wanted to buy one but would wait for a sale. I usually did that cause I always found what I wanted on sale.
We looked over the silky scarves, handbags and wallets. Next we wandered back to shoes and remarked that the movie actresses were welcome to hobble around in those stiletto heels. It was like standing on a ladder and hoping you wouldn’t fall off. Why put yourself in danger in the first place?