Monday, June 4, 2018

Let's Talk About Swimming and Shopping

I discovered a couple of things this week.  The first is that I am brave enough to batter down the barriers that make up my comfort zone.  One of my major comfort zone challenges is entering a public pool area . . . in a bathing suit.  Yeah.  Just. Don't Go. There.  That is until I moved to Caruthersville.  

Did you know that you have an indoor, covered pool heated to 85 degrees year round?  Well, I'm here to say that this pool experience has been awesome.  It took me a year to get there.  I am highly resistant to public pools.  A certain local retired Judge can attest to that.  He told me six months ago to hit the pool and that would fix my knee up fast.  Did I listen to him?  Huh, no.  But then, Mayor Sue started badgering me and she brooked no excuses.  So what if I didn't have a bathing suit. Buy one.  Check out QVC. 

Well, the Judge was right.  And, even though I didn't find a suit at QVC, I DID find one elsewhere.  Once that was accomplished, I dove in. Literally.  I have to admit, my knee is feeling better and would have no doubt recovered by now had I listened sooner to smarter minds than my own.  But I got there and I'm not looking back.  Despite my "take my time" nature, (just ask the Pirate), I was quick to realize the recreation center and its pool would be seeing a lot of me.

So what about timing?  For me, mornings are best.  8:30 - 9:30 is perfect.  I don't want to be in a group so an 8:30 arrival works.  Plus I have a swim buddy that likes that hour as well.  Quiet.  Few people.  All oldsters like me. No kids.  Don't get me wrong.  I like kids but not when I'm swimming.  Sadly, this summer lifeguards are in short supply so instead of free swim starting at noon, the pool closes and does not reopen until 4 p.m.  Sad for the kids and the moms who would like to take their kids to the pool.  Where did all the lifeguards go?  You're on the books.  It's a job.  Where are you?  Any high school kids that want to be lifeguards?

Well, so much for the praise and the rant.  Your pool is fabulous.  Just ask the people from Tennessee and Arkansas who come over to use it all the time as well. 

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My second discovery of the week was so far inside my comfort zone that I'm almost giddy with joy.  One of my regular time out fun things I did back home was head out into the countryside to visit all the part-time hobby arts and crafts shops that occupied space at several of the orchards and dairy farms that surrounded us.  These charming shops, some seasonal, were filled with home goods, antiques, foods, and painting classes, enough to satisfy anyone who thinks boutique shopping is the only way to shop.  So when I saw this 

advertised on Facebook this past Friday, I HAD to go and see it for myself.  First problem.  The Pirate was out with the car and I had no idea when he would return.  Second problem.  The little shop closed at 2 p.m. and it was 1 p.m. when I saw the announcement on my feed.  And since the Pirate doesn't usually take his phone with him, I was stuck.  BUT, luck came my way.  He arrived home at 1:40 and I flew out the door.  I knew where Highway U was but that number looked awfully high.  But I went for it and I'm so glad I did.  

Pat Thrasher and Mitzi Leek have been friends for 30 years.  It seemed more than natural to join together and create a shop featuring old furniture that has been refurbished, sweet collectibles, jewelry, and miscellaneous treasures.    Their dream is starting small and out of town for now.  The big dream is to have a bricks and mortar shop in town offering up a relaxing haven for boutique shopping.  They also offer up yummy cookies and bake goods.  Simple, homemade, and tasty delights are always on the menu.

For now, they are open on Thursday and Friday from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m.  Park in front and go around to the back.  You will probably see Sassy the Goat along the way but no worries; she's a sweety.  In fact, I heard that she is a bit of a goat personage around here.  In her younger and slimmer days (didn't we all have those, ladies?) she would ride in the truck and go everywhere with her Daddy.  

So, visit them.  Show Pat and Mitzi some love.  If they get enough traffic on Thursday-Friday sales, who knows?  We may have a sweet little downtown boutique to add to the scattered treasures that already exist down here.  

3 comments:

  1. WOW, SO happy for you! So where is this pool...the YMCA, an exercise center? Wish I could go with you to the sweet little shop!!

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    1. There is a great rec center in town. Just five minutes from me. Easy to get to.

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  2. Awe, that's awesome. Talking about road trips sure brought back memories. And I'm so glad you're using the pool and accepting good encouragement/advice from people who care about you. ! (FYI, I'll call soon..you left voicemail last week and I haven't had a chance to get back..)

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