Thursday, July 30, 2009
Let there be lights...
...in the dome of the sky to separate the day from the night, God said on the fourth day. Carl said "I really don't feel like getting up today." So I read a bit, then knitted a bit, then decided there had been enough leisure for the day. The big project was to paint the door, since I had already set that up prior to surgery. I actually have plenty of little projects, but I thought I should tackle the one thing I actually thought ahead to do! Well, I cleaned the glass on the storm door which means removing the glass panels then returning them by manipulating their little screw holds, then began painting the door. I bought the new primer and paint in one. I can report from experience that it doesn't work to cover in one coat. I expected it wouldn't going from white to dark green. So tomorrow means a second coat on the door. Muscle pain is largely gone. A curious thought hit me today. How does one decide to retire linens, i.e. sheets and towels? I have some towels that belonged to my grandmother and she's been gone almost 20 years. I also have a set of towels that I bought with a shower curtain back when ducks were quite the rage during the preppy style surge. One set of grandma's towels is a bit stiff when first removed from the linen closet, but otherwise they are OK. When I was growing up, we only replaced things when they were worn out, i.e. starting to fall apart, ripped shredded and generally unusable. But, I have lots of sets of towels - spring/summer and fall/winter choices - and I have no idea when they might begin to become worn. I'll happily accept insight and advice on the subject via e-mail. Gosh here's a real chance for "Carl, you ignorant slut..." And the only thing that started this query is that I have one set of Granny's towels that I put in the bathroom on Monday and they don't match anything I have for any season. I thought I should recycle them to Goodwill or something, but there is nothing wrong with them other than they don't match any decor in my house. No problem because I am not opening my door to anyone who would even see what color towels are in the bathroom. Obviously I have too much time on my hands because these thoughts never encumbered my brain before. I'm off pain meds too, so I can't blame it on codeine - just normal regular brain malfunction. Don't laugh! I'm not supposed to be laughing during my hermitage! And there was evening and there was morning the fourth day.
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