Reeling me in

[susandennis]

I bought two giant t-shirts at Walmart last week. $4 each. To sleep in. I love them. So this morning I went to the website to buy more. I couldn't find the exact same ones at the same price so I shopped around and found 'close to' and then my brain said STOP!!!! Why in the world do you need more than 2?! Actually, why do you need 2? 1 would work fine.

I went and looked at the plain t-shirt section of my closet and discovered that there is a surplus there, too. Closed the web page, and tossed a few from the closet to the goodwill bin.

I do not need more stuff. ESPECIALLY redundant stuff that I could even make myself for free from the fabric I have on hand. Buying stuff is just too damn easy and I need to fight it.

Last night was rough. I woke up a couple of times with my hands hurting. My finger joints. They have been bugging me lately but not as bad as last night. Also in one dream Betty White told me I was wearing too much perfume when I wasn't wearing any!

August means only 4 more weeks of Summer. Actually that's no longer true but I'm going to believe it. I grew up in the south where we were lucky if it stopped being hot and humid by the end of November. At the end of the first year I lived in Seattle - 1992 - I went to visit my sister for Labor Day weekend. It was still pretty warm. I came home on Monday and on the ferry back, I nearly froze my butt off. And it did not warm up again until the end of June 1993. I was so thrilled.

These days, our warm extends to about mid-September but once August is done, it's really a short coast.

I think I'm going to give up on trying to convince Biggie to eat at least some wet food. I toss more than he eats. He's not hungry. Maybe one day I'll try again but for now, if he wants kibble, he gets kibble.

The baseball starts at 11 today. I may do laundry. I might not. I have a buffet of Chinese food to pick from for lunch... and dinner. Biggie's out in the sun on the terrace looking for the bird du jour. So far, thankfully, no joy. All is quite good here.

Comments

[terri gordon (from livejournal.com)]

I wish I had dreams like yours. I don’t think I even dream as much as I did when I was younger. If I do now it’s more like trying to find something I lost even though I really have no clue what I am looking for. Or running away from dinosaurs. 🙄

I hear you about stuff being too easy to buy online now. I think it was better when I had to actually go to a store for something. I had less, but I was much happier as well I think.

[lifeinroseland.livejournal.com]

That’s exactly how I feel about it. This morning I wished John a happy August, since now we only have “29 days left” of summer. A heat wave in September just ain’t the same. It is over. And we’ll have coming up about six months of cool weather to relish in.

[susandennis]

A heat wave in September just ain’t the same. It is over.

so so true

[bill-schubert.livejournal.com]

I put an entire box of t-shirts in the attic until winter (ie — for a LONG time). If they look good to me then I'll keep some, if not then out they go. I love the Amazon fitted ones and wear them most anyway. Hard to stop buying and I don't even go to Goodwill to look.

Betty White, huh? She subbing in for mom?

And you went to visit Nancy? Ever? Wow. I need to think that one over a while.

[susandennis]

I went once for the weekend. And then I went back one other time — maybe a year later — again, for the weekend. The second time, I realized my mistake and caught the ferry back home a few hours after I got there. The end.

[adafrog.livejournal.com]

lol Betty White.

[richaarde.livejournal.com]

Don’t be silly. Of course you need two more giant t-shirts. 😂

[chocolate-frapp.livejournal.com]

I should probably pick up a couple of new sleep shirts, my old ones are pretty beat up.

[lenine2.livejournal.com]

I hate it when Betty White gets snippy.

[letmesaythis.livejournal.com]

Last night I had a dream that I won a lot of money on a scratch-off ticket and was able to keep it secret from my kids for all of about 20 seconds. In my waking hours when I have lottery win fantasies I like to believe I'd keep quiet about it for much, much longer.

It was a fun dream to have in any case. It'd be nice if it was a premonition.