Bye bye trumpet

 I woke up with enough time to have my now customary coffee and aspirin and clean up a bit and head out for the day at a bit before 4. 

I dropped off trash, dropped off packages at the downtown post office, and went to the bank. They seem to think I have more money than I thought I did, but I think I wrote down a cash purchase as something I used my card for. The IRS hasn't cashed my check yet. 

Instead of going to Whole Foods, I just went over to the Amazon place for bubble mailers, found a couple of books from the little free libraries, and went to Japantown and locked the bike up. 

First I went into Hukilau because I really had to use the bathroom, and paid for a club soda (they didn't have any near beer) and re-hydrated a bit. 

Then I went over to Nikkei Traditions and tried on one of the aloha shirts they had there. They'd just gotten a bunch in and I know they only re-stock every few years so what there is, there is. The first one I tried felt too big so I put it back. There was one with surfboards on it and I noticed that by lining up the sleeves I could tell it was a bit smaller so I tried it on and it felt OK. So I got it, and a genuine Reyn Spooner is $130 these days. 

I went over to Nijiya and got a sushi plate and some cucumbers and such things, then went over to TAK Market for some near-beer, and came back here to put things away. 

Might as well check the medical place, I decided, and put the trailer on the bike with my big orange bin, the step stool,  my "reacher" stick etc. I picked up some trash around here and put it in the bin and went around to the other side of the complex and dumped my finds in the dumpster there. 

Next was the veggie place. The step stool came in handy as I got a big bag of white onions and I also found a few goodies at the medical place. 

I went around to Tom's and it was funny, because I saw Tom outside doing something with his shirt off, and as I came up from the corner he went inside, shut the door, and didn't some out when I knocked. I put the bag of onions on the table there and took out 3 for myself, and talked with Colin for a bit. No, Tom's not mad at me, but his wife's here, I was informed. Well, OK then, have some onions, guys.

I went to the computer place and didn't find much of anything but some nice bags to put things in, plus I used cut-up cardboard to scoop up general junk around there and put it in this other dumpster that never gets more than a single bag in it, so it was a nice feeling having done that.

I got back here and, finally, had my sushi and some near-beer. The guy at the temple who had told me money's too tight to consider buying my trumpet, sent me emails and we went back and forth and he came over and bought it. I'd wanted $1200, and he said he could do $1100 and I said that was OK but in reality he brought over $1144, "all I can do" so that was a nice surprise also. 

Plus I was wearing my new shirt and didn't get any comments like "New shirt, eh?" so that tells me it probably looks fairly natural on me. I need to get one more so I'll have one to wash and one to wear, but I recently realized that if I get them now and wear them routinely, they'll be nicely worn-in when I go back to Hawaii.