Remember the old joke….Knock knock. Who’s there? Banana. Banana who? Knock knock. Who’s there? Banana. Banana who? So on and so on until-Knock knock. Who’s there? Orange. Orange who? Orange you glad I didn’t say banana?
So here goes….Knock knock. Who’s there? Anniversary party……
Aren’t you glad I am not posting again about my anniversary party?
Nope, I have other things to say. Important things. Like yesterday we did a dreaded deed that I have been putting off for a YEAR. I may be super organized, but we all have hidden places that are just too much to think about and mine was my closet. It was in desperate need of being cleaned out and clothes had to be hauled off in a truck.
I paid two of the girls to help me. I also told them if they keep the contents of my closet to themselves there will be a little bonus in their pay envelope. Plus I will tell other people they are my favorites for the next week. Deal struck.
The three of us were exhausted by the end of the day. But I am happy to report that my closet is all straight and the clothes that don’t fit me are in a pile waiting for me to list them on ebay. My friend Leslie has convinced me that I should sell things on ebay and since this is already a pile in my bedroom, I will try it. I am skeptical, but I trust Leslie. And I like money.
Now that my closet is cleaned out, I can move on to my other problem. My computer keyboard. I have used it so much that the letters are rubbing off. I don’t know how to type so I hunt and peck with my two pointer fingers. This is now a problem because I can’t find the i,h,e,s,n or a. I only knew those were the ones I need because I hit the blank keys. I have no idea where the letters are without looking. It’s bad. I now type things like, “Todsy O wnrt to thw storw.” My spell check has no idea what to do with these words.
I tried putting sticker letters on the keys, but they just rub off. I looked it up online and it turns out you can buy replacement letter stickers where they print the letters on the underside of the label so it won’t rub off. I figure that will be easier than learning how to type (which came out “yypw” the first time I wrote it). James is sitting beside me laughing because he thinks I won’t know where to put the sticker letters when they arrive. But he’s wrong. I can look it up on the internet. And he thinks he’s the smart one in the relationship.
This weekend is the first quiet weekend we will have had for a long time. We do have a wedding to attend, but that’s easy. Old friends and no work makes an easy Saturday. We are waiting an extra week to celebrate Father’s Day for James since he has finals next week and has informed us that he needs to be left alone to study all weekend. Swimming pool here I come!
Knock kmock. Who’s there? Orwnge. Orange who? Orangr you glad it’s Fridsy?