Tonight, on our way home from a last minute dinner, I noticed that an old hair salon had been transformed to an insurance agency. My immediate reaction was sadness.
It's odd, because I'd only been to that beauty shop a number of times. But that wasn't the point. It was familiar. I knew, when I was rushing around my familar town doing errands, I could look at its logo and remind myself I was due for a pedicure, knowing full well I wouldn't be in there for the next ten years. But when that ten years came around, damnit, I knew exactly where their parking lot, where the back door was, and just how many windows faced south!
And of course, it's never just the place I miss. I start to replace the hair salon with friends who might move, family members that might pass, my children that will inevitably leave my household as empty as the once booming style spa.
I tell myself the old adage that nothing is constant but change. But then change leads me to think of pennies and nickels. Which leads me to think of homeless people bumming for change. Which leads me to think about stock markets crashing and job cuts and what if my family were put out on the street and had to stand on street corners begging for change as the light changed.
I know I must change my thinking, but I think I'll just change my clothes and sleep. While I'm dozing, my body will go on, changing and reproducing cells, causing me to age slowly but surely. Holy cow - one day my face will change!
Man, I really need to change my attitude. But I won't. I'll just keep busy and drink Diet Coke and try not to get stuck on the small things of life until, one day, I drive past the Ebay Store and see it's been transformed into a chicken n' waffle joint and I have a panic attack all over again.
I guess some things never change.
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Don't ever change. We like you the way you are.
But you could change so that you don't have word verification, that would be good.
We must live in a parallel universe because a beauty supply store in my little town is closing tomorrow. I bought my OPI nail polish at 50% off, but felt badly about doing so. Probably some McFranchise will take it's place...
This post reminded me of this monologue from "You've Got Mail"...especially the Baby Gap part.
"My store is closing this week. I own a store. Did I ever tell you that?
Probably not. It's a lovely store ---- and in a week, it will be something really depressing, like a Baby Gap.
Soon we'll just be a memory. In fact, someone, some foolish person will probably think it's a tribute to this city, the way it keeps changing on you, the way you can never count on it, or something. I know, because that's the sort of thing I'm always saying.
But the truth is, I'm heartbroken. I feel as if part of me has died, and my mother has died all over again, and no one can ever make it right."
---Kathleen Kelly
Mmmmmm...Chicken and a Waffle spot.
It never *really* took off here the way it should've. Texans like Fried Chicken (check); waffles (double-check) and drive thru-s (check, check, check).
Dunno. Maybe it's the A-town thing? We like to think of ourselves as being a little more conscious of things than the rest of Texas. Sorta like a little L.A. in an ocean of Red. (that is actually not mine, but rather a manipulation of a popular bumper sticker here [Austin: and Oasis of blue in a sea of red]).
Anyway. Sorry the cut-n-curl is closing. Or was it Nail's Plus?
Aloha,
J
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