Monthly Archives: August 2018

As I stepped down from the house into the dark garage, I narrowly missed face-planting due to a pair of shoes in my way. I wasn’t hurt. But I was annoyed. Hadn’t I asked my husband to quit putting his shoes there? Wasn’t there a bin nearby and safely out of the pathway, specifically for shoes? I had even warned him—only partially in jest—that if I ever broke…

Times change. So does furniture. The old twin bed is out of our daughter’s room. We’re replacing it with a full-size bed for guests, as well as for her when she comes home. And she’s coming home soon! Last week I conducted a careful (yes, some might say obsessive) search for the perfect bedding. After deciding on a lighthearted duvet cover, I told my neighbor. Her response skipped…