Out out damn spot!
Mar. 30th, 2012 06:37 pmThis is getting funny.
The other day, I noticed a light spot on the carpet outside of the kitchen. It was when workers were in and out and I figured someone had spilled something OR it had been there forever and I couldn't see it because the lighting was so bad.
So I scrubbed and scrubbed... But, every time my scrubbing dried, the spot came back. Then, I thought maybe it's a reflection. So I turned off all the lights and it was still there. I scrubbed again and at night. Finally one morning when the sun was out early and strong, I realized it was a beam of light from the transom window. And, at night, it was a street light shining up and then reflecting and bouncing down.
I have now quit trying to scrub the sun out.
Every time I move the little netbook, the monitor plug falls out. I screw it back in and the next time I move it, it falls out again. Finally, I looked and, doh! there was nothing to screw into! Just the pin plug. I quit screwing.
My shower is not well lit which is fine. But, the shower at the pool has bright bright light. Today I was taking my time and enjoying my shower when I saw a really dirty place on my toe and another on the back of my leg near my knee. I scrubbed hard. No joy.
I bitched out loud and Julie, showering next to me, said, 'are you sure those aren't bruises?' oh. ok. And, turns out bruises won't scrub away any more easily than the sun. And the one on my toe is even bigger tonight after its 'cleaning'.
Assuming shit happens in 3's, I'm done. And now will go back to being my usual brilliant and beautiful self.
In other news, I just heard that my favorite pitchers made it onto the Rockies team... at age 49. Go, old man!
The other day, I noticed a light spot on the carpet outside of the kitchen. It was when workers were in and out and I figured someone had spilled something OR it had been there forever and I couldn't see it because the lighting was so bad.
So I scrubbed and scrubbed... But, every time my scrubbing dried, the spot came back. Then, I thought maybe it's a reflection. So I turned off all the lights and it was still there. I scrubbed again and at night. Finally one morning when the sun was out early and strong, I realized it was a beam of light from the transom window. And, at night, it was a street light shining up and then reflecting and bouncing down.
I have now quit trying to scrub the sun out.
Every time I move the little netbook, the monitor plug falls out. I screw it back in and the next time I move it, it falls out again. Finally, I looked and, doh! there was nothing to screw into! Just the pin plug. I quit screwing.
My shower is not well lit which is fine. But, the shower at the pool has bright bright light. Today I was taking my time and enjoying my shower when I saw a really dirty place on my toe and another on the back of my leg near my knee. I scrubbed hard. No joy.
I bitched out loud and Julie, showering next to me, said, 'are you sure those aren't bruises?' oh. ok. And, turns out bruises won't scrub away any more easily than the sun. And the one on my toe is even bigger tonight after its 'cleaning'.
Assuming shit happens in 3's, I'm done. And now will go back to being my usual brilliant and beautiful self.
In other news, I just heard that my favorite pitchers made it onto the Rockies team... at age 49. Go, old man!
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Date: 2012-03-31 11:37 pm (UTC)About the bit about scrubbing bruises? When I was about six or seven, my mom once grabbed me and scrubbed the daylights out of my knees and toes. Then she realized it was patchy suntan. I was the most rough-and-tumble of us three kids, but I was also the little blondie, and she couldn't fathom how I'd gotten so brown in places!
I hope your bruises heal well and soon!