So my mother told me about a recent adventure that I just have to share.
She was shopping at a local shopping mall and had picked up a bath set that she was thinking of getting for my sister. She looped it around her hand, then at some point had to drape her coat over that same hand, in order to carry some other things that she was getting.
When she was finished shopping, she went through check-out then out to the car. She put the bag in the car, then her coat, and there hanging from her hand was the bath set. She freaked out, looking around to make sure no one was coming after her and threw it in the car. She sat in the car for several minutes trying to figure out what to do...she was too embarressed to bring it back in to pay for it.
So she brought it home. In the middle of the night, she woke in a panic. She couldn't just keep it! What would happen if my sister wanted to exchange it? She, of course, couldn't give it to my sister and tell her that she'd "stolen" it. She suddenly had a brilliant idea.
She went back to the store the next day. She had the bath set in her purse and she set it in the basket with her coat on top. During her travels around the store, she took the set out of the purse and left it in the basket. She got an item or two, then proceeded to check-out and paid for it along with the new things she'd picked up.
We've been teasing her that she's a closet felon! She is, of course, one of the most precisely honest people I've ever known.
I've been spending my time with napping and reading and various other lazy activities. I've also, apparently, been missing out on all the good earthquakes. It is a little disturbing that they keep happening at the same place on the fault.