Last week at this time I was trying to stay cool. Last night I wore long sleeves and warm socks to bed with the heater on. Mother Nature sure keeps us guessing.
I had lunch with my younger daughter (older daughter got caught up with something) and then I did something I never do. Walked on into the mall. The restaurant we frequent is just inside of a shopping mall, but I always leave after lunch.
I walked down to Dillards to look at long-sleeved shirts. I hadn’t been in a Dillards or even into a shopping mall in probably 8 years.
However I’d ordered some long-sleeved tops from Amazon, and some of them were too big. So I thought maybe I’d better go into a store and actually try a few on.
The mall was like a ghost town. So many stores closed. Is this how it is all over?
Dillards, or at least the one I shopped in when living in Texas, used to be a lively and well loved store. But yesterday I found it all kind of depressing. Especially after I saw a big bug close to my foot scuttling across the carpet.
The clerks had little to do. The three women I saw working there were around my age. Probably supplementing their social security.
There weren’t many people shopping in the store. It may be next on the ghost town chopping block.
Seems to me shopping centers like Utica Square (an upscale place here in town in a fancy neighborhood) where you go into a store then have to go back outside to get into another store, are busier. More popular.
Utica Square has Pottery Barn and Williams Sonoma and West Elm, etc. Sometimes I go into Pottery Barn just to pick up a free catalog, but their products are pretty much priced out of my league.
I guess Amazon.com has kind of taken over. So much easier to order and then have it at your door in 2 days time. But I do hate to see people losing their jobs in actual stores.
I recall the first mall I ever went into. I was about 17 and the newly built mall was close to Norman, Oklahoma. It was kind of a new concept back then in the seventies.
But I always felt a bit claustrophobic in malls. Not having windows kind of made it feel like being down in a bunker or something.
I’ve avoided them completely since moving to Tulsa.
Charlie was so glad to see me when I walked through the door. I wasn’t even gone 2 hours.
Isn’t it wonderful how dogs act like you’re the best thing since sliced bread each and every time you come home? Pure unconditional love. It’s the best feeling.
Ivy looks glances over at me and that’s about it.
It’s so nice to come home to my cheerful little apartment. To see Charlie and Ivy and give them love.
So true that home is where the heart is. Mine is certainly within these walls and on my back patio with my pet babies.