Day 34 - Taking Chances

(Yes, I am way behind on this weekly project and not real happy with myself about it so again, I will attempt to catch up.)

I just recently took an afternoon after work in which I should have been taking care of a whole lot of personal stuff, obligations, should be doing type list of todos and went to lunch with a friend on a last minute invite and totally blew all of those obligations.  We left work and headed for downtown Milwaukee to dine at Gloriosos, a wonderfully enchanting grocery store with a behind the counter deli/pasta type bar filled with yummy pan inis, flatbreads, pastas and pastries (French pastries).  We ordered, browsed and sat outside watching people on the famous Brady Street. The weather was perfect. The atmosphere absolutely inspiring.

I had a photo shoot scheduled for the next day and knew I needed to be home setting things up and getting it in order.  I had a bit of shopping to do yet for some props.  Instead, I enjoyed the company and forgot about the world of grownup that I needed and always felt I needed to be partaking in. I even let her talk me into walking and browsing the shops.

We found a wonderful antique type store that had all kinds of things that really are not needed in life, one would think, yet actually it is all needed for that more simpler, surprising, whimsical enchantment we all need to keep things sparkling.  I had been wanting to find some old suitcases for a photo shoot idea that I wanted to do.  I found a couple old briefcases and figured they really wouldn't do what I wanted.  I did find  business card holder that had an owl on it and I am a big time owl admirer.  I was ready to check out and still trying to figure out if I should purchase the briefcases when I took a chance and asked if she had any old suitcases hidden amidst everything somewhere.

'I do have a couple that I just got in and I've been trying to clean them up but just have gotten them to the condition I would like them to be in to sell them.'  I asked to see them...knowing I didn't want them cleaned up.  They were absolutely perfect even with the  musty, grandma fragrance they filled the air with.  Absolutely perfect.

Tell me they weren't.  Go ahead.  I dare you.