She has a modest, but lovely home.
She doesn’t always make her bed.
The towels are hung, clothes in their place.
Yeah, she pays someone to mow the lawn. 748 more words
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I consider myself a bit of a tightwad. I live life according to the idea of “buy it new, wear it out, make it do, or do without.” 1,302 more words
It won’t surprise regular readers when I say it took me quite some time to getting round to joining the Library. For once however there is legitimate reasoning behind the delay – Generally I have access to the Services available and specifically I have 50 or so physical books at home unread, a similar number of e-books and the humble Paperback remains a common fallback when I’m bereft of Present ideas. 741 more words
When I think of things that are stolen, I picture cat burglars & jewels, like Cary Grant opposite Grace Kelly. Smooth, sleek, smart & debonair. Or the murder mystery heist: blood pooling under the pajama-wearing master of the house, shadows stark along the floor… and yet, other ‘things’ are stolen that are less visible, less quantifiable. 312 more words