Two hours ago I said in my last post that I didn't have anything to say. I really didn't. But it didn't take long to discover I was mistaken. I do have something to write about~!
It's official now. I'm the only one in our family who is unemployed. Everyone else has a job of some sort and pocket change of their own. Now wouldn't that be nice?? The only time I have been semi-employed in the last twenty-seven years was when we cleaned some offices and a beauty shop. Now since that was needed to meet our financial obligations I didn't really have any money to blow. Wouldn't it be nice to have more money than bills (the kind you have to pay each month)?
So I've been thinking maybe I can begin to charge for washing each change of clothes, charge a standard fee for each meal I cook and they eat, and maybe even charge Donald for ironing his jeans and scrubs. Now I don't iron any one's jeans except Donald's. That would be like ironing underwear in my mind. But my dear hubby likes his jeans ironed and I like to make him happy so I iron them. Nah, I don't think I'll charge him for that; that would take all the fun out of it for me. Maybe I'll just charge for the scrubs that he wears to work.
Another thing I thought of that I can mention was my lapse of memory yesterday. The reason I thought of this was because of a conversation I had with Connie. Maybe I need to talk to her more often if our conversations give me ideas to write about.
I got up and proceeded to take all the trash out to the curb. I even emptied all the wastebaskets in the house. It was a beautiful morning and I enjoyed being out in the cool air. Later in the afternoon I noticed that ours was still by the curb, but our neighbors' trash was gone. I thought maybe the truck just hadn't come by our side of the street yet. So I waited........and waited. I decided they had forgotten our trash~! I even went outdoors to look on our side of the street. They definitely had forgotten ours~! Then I remembered. It was Wednesday and they don't pick our trash up on Wednesdays. Now I knew it was Wednesday all along because I was looking forward to church last night. Why did I set out the trash?? I have absolutely no idea. At least I was ahead of the game as I just left it all out and got an early start on today. Now I am absolutely certain that they pick up trash on Thursdays on our street. Don't they????
Maybe having nothing to say doesn't happen as often as I thought.