Día de diligencias, brujas y chocolatadas calientes / Day of errands, witches and hot chocolate

Durante la semana hubo un día de paro docente, por lo que luego de mi jornada laboral, decidí aprovechar la tarde para salir con mi hijo pequeño a hacer diligencias en el centro, comprarle unos zapatos que necesitaba y aprovechar para adelantar la salida dominguera.

Empezamos por ir al banco a retirar efectivo, ya que había visto unos zapatos a muy buen precio, pero la condición era que el pago debía hacerse en efectivo. Esta compra ya era necesaria, pues sus pies ya está creciendo y los zapatos en uso le estaban quedando muy ajustados.

Luego del banco, pasamos a la tienda, donde por suerte, le gustaron los mismos que yo había visto con anterioridad y que me permitieron presupuestar este gasto. Unos deportivos talla 36, para mi pequeño de apenas 10 años! No quiero ni pensar a cuánto llegará en unos 6 años más.

Como era temprano aún, luego de hacer la compra, decidimos ir a tomarnos algo caliente en algún lugar que no conociéramos, y que nuestro presupuesto pudiera cubrir, aunque al final terminamos entrando en una de las sucursales de La Veneciana, que ya hemos visitado.

Con lo que no contaba, era que en el trayecto hacia el local, se me acerca una mujer que afirmando ser vidente, me empieza a "leer" mi aura, la mente o sabrá Dios qué, empezando a decirme sobre mis problemas, miedos, y demás, ofreciéndome la solución a los mismos. La verdad, en esas cosas creo poco y nada, pero le di la oportunidad de hablar, hasta que me dijo que debía comprarle unos dijes, que según me iban a proteger. Con decirle que no tenía dinero - porque en realidad no lo tenía - seguí mi camino.

Tristemente, con la suba de precios, solo alcanzaba para una chocolatada, así que solo eso pedimos, aunque mi hijo me dijo para subirme los ánimos, que la podíamos compartir.

Esta vez nos fuimos directo al segundo piso, y nos sentamos en la sección de sofás, sobre todo para llevarnos esa sensación de estar en una sala "normal" pues en casa no tenemos ningún mueble de sala.

Mientras llegaba la chocolatada, mi hijo aprovechó de ir a jugar en el metegol que se encuentra ahí, pues un niño jugaba en solitario. Yo trenzaba sus nuevos zapatos, para que se los estrenara de una vez, y pensaba sobre la "vidente" que me abordó, pues mucha gente si cree en esas cosas, e invierte grandes cantidades de dinero para que les adivinen el futuro o les consigan pareja.

Como siempre sucede en esa sucursal, el servicio fue bastante rápido, y apenas llegó la chocolatada, mi pequeño se quedó con toda la crema batida, y no alcancé a tomarle la foto! Solo cuando ya quedaba la bebida en sí, fue que probé un sorbo, pues estaba bastante caliente.

Luego me distraje viendo algunas publicaciones, tratando de adelantar la curación que hago a diario en el ecosistema, por lo que al momento de pedirle un trago más a mi hijo, me encontré con esta sorpresa.

Él muy apenado, me decía que pensaba que yo no quería más, y aunque realmente no le di importancia al hecho, me tomé estas fotitos solo por entretenerme. Al final, la vida es una, y si en lugar de lamentarnos, aprendemos a reírnos de nosotros mismos, la pasaremos mucho mejor.

During the week there was a day of teacher's strike, so after my workday, I decided to take advantage of the afternoon to go out with my young son to run errands downtown, buy him some shoes he needed and take advantage of it to bring forward the Sunday outing.

We started by going to the bank to withdraw cash, as I had seen some shoes at a very good price, but the condition was that payment had to be made in cash. This purchase was already necessary, as her feet are already growing and the shoes in use were getting too tight.

After the bank, we went to the store, where luckily, he liked the same ones that I had seen before and that allowed me to budget this expense. Size 36 sneakers, for my little boy who is just 10 years old! I don't even want to think about how much he'll grow to in about 6 more years.

Since it was still early, after shopping, we decided to go for a hot drink somewhere we didn't know, and that our budget could cover, although in the end we ended up going into one of the branches of La Veneciana, which we have already visited.

What I didn't count on, was that on the way to the store, I was approached by a woman who claimed to be a psychic, she began to “read” my aura, my mind or God knows what, starting to tell me about my problems, fears, and so on, offering me the solution to them. The truth is that I don't believe in these things, but I gave him the opportunity to talk, until he told me that I had to buy him some charms, which he said would protect me. After telling him that I had no money - because I really didn't - I went on my way.

Sadly, with the price hike, it was only enough for a chocolate, so that's all we ordered, although my son told me to cheer me up, that we could share it.

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This time we went straight to the second floor, and sat in the sofa section, mostly to get that feeling of being in a “normal” living room since we don't have any living room furniture at home.

While the chocolate arrived, my son took the opportunity to go and play at the table football, because a boy was playing alone. I was braiding his new shoes, so that he could wear them for the first time, and I was thinking about the “psychic” who approached me, since many people do believe in such things, and invest large amounts of money to have their fortune told or find them a partner.

As always happens in that branch, the service was quite fast, and as soon as the chocolate arrived, my little boy was left with all the whipped cream, and I didn't manage to take a picture! Only when the drink itself was left, was that I tried a sip, as it was quite hot.

Then I got distracted looking at some publications, trying to advance the healing I do daily in the ecosystem, so at the time of asking my son for one more drink, I found this surprise.

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He very sorry, told me that he thought I did not want more, and although I really did not give importance to the fact, I took these pictures just to entertain me. In the end, life is one, and if instead of lamenting, we learn to laugh at ourselves, we will have a much better time.

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