My sofa bed is almost two years old. It’s an unusual darkish blue color. A very bright multi-colored painting hangs over it. The combination of colors led to a fruitless search for comfy sofa pillows, so I finally started knitting one.
Then on an early fall visit to Maryland, I saw a pillow in Jeremy and Katrina’s house that looked right. I tried to order it online, but it had to be picked up in an inconvenient store so I gave up.
Then last week I found myself in a mall with a branch of that store. It didn’t have the pillow in the store, but a very patient salesperson helped me look for it online. I wasn’t quite sure which one it was. So I texted Katrina. Luckily, she was at home. She texted me a picture of the pillow. In minutes, problem solved.
I must remember this the next time I complain about the ubiquitous-ness of cell phones.