I didn’t leave the house but it’s like I was traipsing around the town from store to store for long hot hours begging for mercy. Instead I just click-click-clicked sitting in my comfy guest chair eating snacks and watching The Closer.
What is winging its way to me: Clock for the kitchen, shoe laces, shower head, scarf for camera strap, front porch mat, room-sized fan, printer ink, and shampoo.
I don’t know if The Closer just showed up on Amazon Prime Video or if I hadn’t noticed it was there. I saw many episodes when it came out in the early 2000s and it’s easy to watch because the violence is minimal and the case is closed at the end of every episode.