Confest 2016.Part Four.As we were leaving, I went for one last...
Confest 2016.
Part Four.
As we were leaving, I went for one last sweep through the market with my last $15. There was a stall that had wall hangings that I’d been interested in. They were $25. I politely asked the store owner whether he’d be at all willing to part with it for the $15 I had.
He looked towards me, looked behind him towards who I presumed was his wife, then, with the air of a drug deal in process, passed me the hanging while I passed him the last of my money. It completely made for the best last memory of confest 2016. And now my ceiling now has a new decoration!
However, confest is gone but not forgotten. Ludo, for one, won’t let me move into a different room without watching me for signs that I’m leaving again.
My hippy wardrobe has increased, now with fantastic pockets to include in my already existing wardrobe.
I have various crafts and gifts that were made for me, as well as several pages of scrapbooking to otherwise physically commemorate the event.
I’m happy and content, happy for the quiet if I little lonely for the community.
And, in Spring this year, we get to do it all again!
