Saturday, August 13, 2011

Saturday, August 13, 2011


The potentially shattered table and chairs are still in the back of the truck in now soggy boxes.  Drat rain.  I have enticed my brother with a Thai food extravaganza to come over tomorrow and help me put this patio furniture together.  I now see the complete value in the $70 delivery and set-up fee.  This small lesson I have decided is my one more step closer to getting old.

See, my folks have gotten a bit illogical with money in my opinion.  Dad will spend good money on refurbishing the deck yet gives mom a very small (nearly unrealistic) budget for the patio table.  You should see all the gerry-rigged items in this house.  Re-wired lamps, formerly broken and now cobbled together old chairs…the dishwasher one must kick to close and start….and yet my folks are spending crazy money to go to Florida for four months next year.  The grocery and prescription bills scare mom yet you can be sure she has all the latest fashions, hard cover books and so on.  I don’t know, maybe I’m missing something here…and I probably am.  And that is why I did not pay $70 for free delivery and set up of the patio furniture and am spending double that in time, energy and a Thai food extravaganza.

I share a bathroom with a foul-mouthed mouse.  The other day I got into the cabinet underneath my sink.  I have a couple stackable plastic drawers in there, a travel makeup bag, cleaning supplies and such.  I also have a little basket where I keep little soaps and shampoos from my travels.  This is where I discovered a little packaged soap with half the corner nibbled off – paper, soap and all.  Not terribly freaked out, I wished to myself he’d eat my bathroom spiders rather than my nice soaps.  Then it dawned on me that I keep my toothbrush uncovered ON TOP of the stackable drawers.  With my luck he brushed his teeth when he was done dining on my soap.  That’s when I freaked.

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