When it's you against the laundry, always bet on the laundry.
Every evening I try to get outside to sit on the front porch for a few minutes. Mostly it’s to get away from the circus sounds of my house. While I’m thankful a lot of it is cheerful and laughter, there has been everyone’s share of odd animal-like sounds. Maybe you’ve heard it from where you are. It’s so loud….
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I don’t have anything encouraging to say to you. To date, I have written one piece for Busted Halo and that’s about all I plan to do. I’m tired of reading about it. I don’t want to talk about the data. I don’t want to examine the science anymore. I don’t want to why and what-if any more of my…
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My dishwasher broke. Now, I know this is a first-world problem and, therefore it’s not a problem at all. But, it’s my third dishwasher to break in ten years. Third. I’m going through dishwashers like Elizabeth Taylor went through husbands. Overnight, it became a glorified dish rack. I would fill it up with clean dishes to dry so they weren’t…
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I don’t like folding fitted sheets. If you want to call what I do even folding. I wouldn’t. The only way to successfully fold a fitted sheet is to stretch out the elastic so it’s no longer “fitted” as far as definitions are concerned. Then, you have some chance of folding it so it looks semi-respectable. Folding fitted sheets is…
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