Last night I needed a flashlight, but the one in my kitchen drawer had dead batteries in it so it didn’t work. What a disappointment and annoyance. I probably only used that flashlight two or three times, so the batteries ran down not from overuse but from gradually discharge while not being used.
I found two fresh batteries in the garage, but damn I can’t believe how fast the batteries went dead in that flashlight without even being used. Maybe I need to stock up on some rechargeable batteries and making sure they get charged every couple of months so that when I have an emergency and need a flashlight that the dead batteries won’t be a disappointment again.
What the hell is wrong with people who can’t hang up their bath towel after they have taken a shower and let it dry out so they can use it again. I am so sick of doing massive amounts of laundry, especially bath towels that have only been used once.
When I was growing up, we were given one towel for the week and we had to keep it clean and dry and ready for use after a bath or a shower. My mom only did laundry on Tuesdays and if we didn’t keep our towel clean then we were tough out of luck for drying off after our nightly bath. I will never forget the one night I had no clean towel and had to dry off using a washcloth that someone left hanging on the towel bar in the bathroom. It would have made a hysterically funny video for YouTube – except when it happens to you, it is not so funny.
I still use a towel at least three or four times before dropping it into the laundry. But some people seem to think it is quite alright to just drop the towel in the floor and walk away, leaving it to be laundered instead of used again. That shit just pisses me off – it is a waste of laundry detergent and dryer time to wash so many towels so often. Very wasteful.
The closest place to my house get a sub for lunch is Subway. There are actually three of them within 2 miles of my house, and I go to the newest one most of the time. But if I go just another miles or two the options really open up. There is a Jersey Mikes in the shopping center where the Kroger grocery store is located. And just past there is a Firehouse Subs. And practically next door to the Firehouse subs is a new place called Penn Station Subs.
I have tried all of the sub places and the really funny thing is that I would much rather have a Quiznos sub than any of them. But there is not Quiznos anywhere near my house. The closest one I can think of is about 25 miles away, with traffic that means a 40 minute drive. Fuck that kind of a drive for a sub. But if I ever have a reason to be in that part of town during lunch time, I try to go to that Quiznos and get a sub there.
Since I don’t usually go all out and head to that Quiznos, I think I would pick the Penn Station subs as my favorite from the closer ones. Their bread is a soft and chewy beard with a thin crispy crust. They put plenty of meat of the sandwich and the rest of the fixings and condiments are great. That’s my plan for today – Penn Station Subs.
My closet is a huge mess and I hate going through piles of clothes to sort through them and put them up. I seem to end up wearing the same 5 or 6 outfits most of the time and all the rest of the clothes just hang in the closet looking neglected and forlorn.
One thing that is really starting to bug me is the huge collection of tee shirts that I have now. Over the years I have collected way too many tee shirts and can probably go the rest of my life without having to buy an y more tee shirts.
I have shirts from concerts, from vacation towns and from all the walk-a-thon charity events I used to do. Most of them are size large men’s tee shirts with logos and designs on them. And I never really wear any of them!
The only time I wear a men’s tee shirt is when I am going to bed and want to sleep in a big shirt and Joe Boxer pants instead of a nightgown. Truth is, I almost never like to wear nightgowns anymore – they make me feel frumpy. In a grandma way. Not that a tee shirt and pj bottoms are less frumpy, but they keep my legs warm and my grandma never wore them – I guarantee.
I’d sleep in the raw if I didn’t have a roommate. But we need a certain amount of modesty in the house. So PJs are the norm around here.
The dishes in my kitchen are an old fashioned country style pottery or stoneware. When I first got my own place I bought them at an outlet store for $15. I liked the simple blue stripe and beige color, thinking that they would “go with anything.” But the truth is, no one has a kitchen decorated in dark blue. Its just not happening.
My kitchen is black and white appliances with old, dark wood cabinets. I would paint the cabinets, but after seeing a few neighbor’s homes that were built by the same builder at the same time as mine, I haven’t like any of their kitchens where they painted the cabinets. The cabinets don’t look any newer or better – they just look . . . painted.
I hope that if I stay here we can work out a deal to replace the cabinets with something not only more attractive but also with adjustable shelves and more functionality. Whoever designed this kitchen had no fucking clue how to arrange cupboards for function.
So, I tired of these dishes and want something with color and style. I am seriously thinking about going shopping for new dishes this weekend and doing with something red. I think red goes great with black and white and it is a nice pop of color for the table top. I just don’t know if food looks good on a red plate. It might be overwhelming or too dark to even see the food properly. What do you think?