(October 29, 2020)
Had planned on, and dressed for, painting pictures today,
Then video-chatted with my sister online until my parakeet began screeching while flying here and there for no reason.
Ended the chat and the Husband tempted me to change clothes and go with him to Boardman to do errands.
An hour’s drive later, in rainy conditions, we did errands and had fun (book stores, eating out).
We also bought new bed sheets as our old ones were thread bare and then we drove home.
The Husband unwrapped the sheets to check them out, while I put a load of clothes in the washer, noticing that my canvasses were lined up but not yet painted.
The Husband came in distraught, saying, “I grabbed a King Size sheet package! These are King Size sheets!”
We need Queen Size sheets.
We packed up and drove an hour back to Boardman, still raining outside.
I told him he owed me a chocolate shake.
He exchanged the sheets, both he and the clerk making sure he had Queen Size.
We bought my chocolate shake and drove home.
Got home, put in a movie to watch while eating supper…
The DVD player stopped working, no amount of shaking and inspecting succeeded in waking it up.
It still rained outside.
We finished supper, staring at the TV sharing copious amounts of commercials and he decided to go to Salem and get another DVD player.
It’s still raining, and I’m home with the parakeet, because I just can’t drink another chocolate shake.