OBSERVATION:
There are 23 Dream Catchers hanging around this house. I counted them out of sheer boredom. Upstairs and downstairs, a total of 23 of the damn things.
Do you know what dream(s) I want caught?
1. Light bulbs of a massively higher wattage. I know he used to work in a coal mine... but does the house have to look like one too? It's like living in a crypt. The only sunlight I technically see is during my walk to and from AA meetings.
2. Triple A (AAA) batteries. The remotes downstairs do not work at all. I have to steal batteries from my brother's room remote just to turn on the damn television and then return them once it's on. It's annoying.
3. A vegetable peeler. I was going to make them soup and asked where the vegetable peeler was. I know they had one as I was the one who bought it some time ago. I was told it was thrown away as they never used it. Oh sure, throw away a useful kitchen utensil but keep rotted spoons that we haven't used since Jimmy Carter was in the White House. (SERIOUSLY!)
SIDE NOTE:
My brother just left for work. He opened the pantry looking for a package of Pop Tarts to take with him. Imagine his surprise when there was only one package left from a box that was only purchased a day or so ago. I know I didn't eat them as I can't stand blueberries... but I did see Grumblor with two separate plates of the things yesterday.
Weather looks better today, so no dealing with horizontal rain for my meeting.
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