Today was a great day. Not only did I get to go for a ride on my one-week-old bike (more about the new bike on Sunday), but Adam and I also discovered a new bookstore on Capitol Hill.
First, we made a quick once-over of the cozy, tidy main level, which had comfy chairs and the perfect ambiance for a bookstore. At the back of the store, I was in the midst of quickly perusing the fiction selection before moving on to the basement when I heard Adam say, “Hey, aren’t those–”
I turned around to look, and what did I see? An orderly row of dovegrey-and-cream spines, which could only mean one thing: books from my favorite publishing company ever. I gasped audibly and was momentarily immobilized by sheer joy. Adam may have tried feebly to distract me (Adam knows firsthand how irrational I can get around Persephone books) in an effort to prevent me from breaking our bank account into a million insolvent pieces, but I managed to bring three lovelies home with me on the basis that our wedding anniversary is a mere one month away and Adam’s life is much easier when I choose my own gifts (this includes engagement rings.) I’m pretty sure I made the bookstore clerk nervous with my excessive enthusiasm, but he seemed like a good guy anyway and I’m sure I will be spending many hours in that store after we move to southeast (it’s also blocks from Lincoln Park, one of our other favorite Capitol Hill hangouts).
Plans for the rest of the weekend include a trip to donate my old bike to Bikes for the World tomorrow and a bike trip to Bethesda and possibly beyond on Sunday. Does our weekend have a theme? Oh, and also more packing, of course.
