In which Theresa can’t think of a funny title
I’ve moved back in with my parents, which is alternately comforting and depressing. Either way, I’m here until July 5, when staging begins in Philly. Yesterday I hit up the L.L.Bean factory store (read: outlet) for some Peace Corps junx, which wasn’t entirely an exersize in futility, but close. As it turns out, the factory store is great if you need cheap clothes, but not so great if you’re looking for specific things. Like Tevas. And a non-stick frying pan.
Anyway, down to the humongous LLBean store in Tyson’s Corner today with Mom. Yay Mom!