Hubby and I have been living pretty exciting times in the quiet of our house. And by exciting I mean increasingly dull times. It happened a while ago, we settled in, got lazy and got comfortable. Not a bad thing most of the time. Most of the time just hanging around being with each other in our house is right up our ally. And then we remember that we’re not eighty and that we should get out more.
Even if just to stop myself writing blog posts like this one. About random stuff I thought today.
Hubby likes to mow the lawn at night. It’s sort of something that I can’t help but laugh at. I imagine it drives the neighbours batty. But he installed a headlight, so heck, let the boy mow. It does make for a neat and tidy lawn some days and a kind of haphazard one the next. Who knew I paid that much attention to my lawn anyway?
I can put up with a whole range of household chore deficiencies but an untidy kitchen pushes me over the edge. I can ignore piles, literally, of folding, walk past mountains of kicked off shoes. I can deal with a gritty floor and lawn cuttings and mud. Apparently I can also deal with Hubby’s mountain of crap loaded in the garage. But after a day, at most, dishes in the sink push me over the edge! On that note the money we pay to have our house cleaned weekly is actually money well spent on keeping our marriage afloat.
Do you think much about popcorn and who the heck came up with that? I do sometimes. I resist the urge to Google it because it’s more fun to wonder, I think. I bet they loved butter and salt. That person. Popcorn is the perfect vehicle for butter and salt. And caramel. But that’s another story. Like infomercials. Who came up with those! Not the advertising concept. The products they feature. Wow. Wooooooow. I often watch on from the couch thinking, who the heck comes up with this stuff? Who? And do they make a decent amount of money?
Maybe I should invent stuff…
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