Current Mood : Smug in the victory...
Spent on yard sale blank shirts for Dearest Son : 50c
Spent on an 'I survived the week' lunch : $4.73
I did it, it's done. The mountain of clean laundry is gone. It's all stored in various closets and cabinets and drawers, finally, alleluia, Amen. Three Mal-Wart sacks of Dearest Son's outgrowns in good shape are going to his school next week, since the lovely nurse there occasionally needs them for accidents. Another bagload is getting cut up for rags and potential sewing experiments, since they're both outgrown and partially wrecked. A smaller pile is in a basket for ‘house use only' - stuff that still fits, but is too stained or damaged to wear to school. I did all that before tackling his clean-clothes mountain - and while I put away mine and Beloved Hubby's in 45 minutes, Dearest's clothes took over an hour to hang up and put away. The closet culling took an additional half-hour. Kid's got quite a wardrobe...
Did my last day of test proctoring. Wow, these kids are good. The test was scheduled for two hours, but they were all done in 45 minutes. It was so nice to meet them, and know what Dearest is facing next year at this time.
Since I got out early, I hit a yard sale, GoodWill in our town and the Dollar General next to it. Scored two t-shirts for Dearest, a green one and a while one for 50c, perfect for embroidering on, but otherwise nothin'. Well, I promised m'self that, if there were no good finds, I'd take me out for fried chicken at the good chicken place - conveniently across the street from GWill - so I did. Yum. I like indulging me sometimes. And I'm thinking of adding two hours of volunteer work a week to the goals. I feel good when I do that. Keeps me from feeling too guilty when I tell the charity telemarketers we're broke.
Had a good one today. He asked for Beloved Hubby, who wasn't here. He then asked for someone who could make decisions in the office. Nope, no one here for that either. So he asked for an employee. None here ! This confused him - wasn't I an employee ? No, I said. It was hard to keep from laughing. He sarcastically apologized for taking up my time and hung up. Score ! I always feel like I've won if they given up first.
Went out with Beloved on a job bid, to keep him company after Dearest left with his Grandfather. I knew I'd be sitting around a while, so I brought one of Dearest's damaged t-shirts along. Figured there'd be time to remove the patch I'd put on it, to cover a couple holes made by a freebie toy Sherrif's badge pin, and I even had time to start taking the shirt apart. The front's really wrecked - paint, ink, and holes - but the back's near new and very soft, so I saved it for stitching. The front got cut up for rags, the collar webbing got saved for future projects, and the patch will be installed on a pair of khakis with a knee tear. It's so nice to have my laundry baskets back, I've filled them back up with dirty laundry (sigh), new fabric, and repairs !
