Staines! Again! (Blog 347)

Yesterday, I went to my brother’s house, where I moved a table then sat down in a comfy chair for a few minutes. I also wore my ear plugs as my dad sawed some wood, if that’s of any interest for you. That clearly isn’t enough material to be blog worthy, but I THINK it’s a perfectly reasonable start. Today, I went to Staines for a number of reasons, perhaps more interesting. If not, I really do apologise. Anyway, first up, I finally cashed in my £25 cheque I won from Premium Bonds. The member of staff in the bank actually asked me if I wanted to cash it in. I was wondering why else I’d bring a cheque to a bank. Just to show off maybe? Surely that amount of money isn’t that much to be excited about. Then again, I did feel at least a little bit lucky when I found out I won a small prize, so yeah, I guess it did feel good showing my money off.

After that, I bought three marshmallow centred things with different coverings. Very exciting. Before leaving for Staines, I was planning to get my patented vanilla milkshake with cream, but I guess that’s for another day. It would simply be too much. Myers Briggs typology says that I’m a perceiver rather than a judger (or rather spontaneous rather than a planner), so I found abandoning my plans to be fairly easy. If I was more of a planner it would have been extremely painful. I’m just saying that because I find making plans extremely painful. I then browsed the trouser section of a clothes shop. I thought I found one good choice as it had a much sought after zip, so your stuff won’t fall out and be lost forever, but when I tried it on, I found it had no zip. :(

I don’t know why I thought it had one. Maybe because I really wanted it to be true? Again, I do prefer trousers with zips obviously, but I’m not sure I like them to the point they make me delusional. I put the trousers back and planned on buying two that did have the items I was after. However, when I put the first one away, I put it in the wrong size section out of laziness, and I got a small amount of dog hairs on it. Not the crime of the century, but not great either. Then I ate my tasty treats as I queued to buy my neat and zipped items. My hands were soon sticky, but like I pro I didn’t get any munchable remains on my clothes!

After leaving the shop, I saw a very cool collection of skulls and that kind of stuff on display in the market, but maybe they were a bit too hardcore for my one year old nephew. One day though. I then got a subway, hash browns and a cookie! Talk about a sugary day. But they were for when I got home, proving I can actually wait for things if I really want to. But only just. To end the shopping spree, I picked up a guitar magazine. It was strange how it didn’t come with a CD, as the magazine always used to, so maybe I picked up an incomplete copy.

However, as I did get the publication sticky, I thought it best to buy it and not get a proper copy if there was one. First I got dog hairs on brand new clothes, then I got a magazine I didn’t purchase all mucky? It wouldn’t be cool. ‘But you said you don’t do any work on shopping day! You’ve just blogged!’ Ah, but did you notice I only bought presents for myself? How selfish right? What an asshole. Nope, I’m going to do my proper shop tomorrow. I almost certainly won’t be blogging about that, until the day after. Because I don’t want to. That’s it! Bye!