Between hormone induced night sweats, and regular use (I’m not even gonna go into the gross things that live on our/your sheets! Google at your own risk.), a pair of white sheets can become dingy white sheets before long.
I’ve been slowly working on a little kitchen spruce up. I bought a fun, funky area rug for the middle of the floor, and painted the walls. I found a battered vanity mirror along the curb one night that I put in an unusual spot and now I’m trying to decide on just the right color for the lower cabinets.
And now to end my trio of mixed media garden art I’ve created a fun and funky version of the eggplant. Last year my eggplants got eaten before they could bear fruit so I’m hoping that that this year turns out better.
I’m kind of a wind chime junkie. I love to hear them tinkle in a slight breeze or warn me of a coming storm when the winds become raucous and they jangle like their lives depend on it.
My philosophy at this time in life is to buy less and choose well.
Sometimes quitting is a good thing. Something you need to do. But it makes me wonder, how many times I’ve given up on myself when I could have kept going.
It’s funny how my brain works sometimes. Not funny, “ha, ha” but … just…