Today found me “darning” a hole in one of our bed sheets. We’ve had these sheets for probably 10 – 12 years now. It’s our only set & they have been worn to a lovely soft finish from repeated washings. I say “darning” because, you know those fine stitches that people use to sew up holes in things? Yeah, not so much in my house. That I would try to “sew” instead of going shopping for new sheets is yet another sign that I’m not much of a shopper. I don’t suppose someone could just drop off a set at our house could they? It’s a queen size, pillow top mattress. Thanks!
Our natural gas supplier came out to check our meter because they figured out that it wasn’t working. Apparently for a year because we got a bill with an estimate of what we owe for the last 12 months. Our monthly payment during that period of time wasn’t any lower than usual. Um, why is your equipment failure, which you didn’t notice for at least a year, a reason that I now have to pay you a big chunk of change? Don’t you know that I have a new set of sheets to buy & can’t afford this at the moment? Sheesh!
If this sounds pitiful (which upon re-reading it, yes, it does sound pitiful) I take heart in the fact that I’m not really loving the Nutella like I was afraid I would. I know! I’ve checked & I don’t have a fever. It just isn’t all that special to me. Now, if we were to add some marshmallow fluff then perhaps I would rethink my position. [Note: we won’t be adding any marshmallow fluff.]
Our Charlie Brown Christmas tree is still sitting in its corner. I’ve been contemplating ways to make it a Valentine’s Tree. What do you think? Would this work?