One fun thing about belonging to the Hattaway household (of Provo) is that EVERY TIME I go to put a new garbage bag in the bathroom trash, I get to read a receipt. I use random plastic shopping bags for the trash bag in there, and so whenever I have to replace one I pick the receipt out of it and say, “Oh! Remember the day we bought a couple of bananas and some ice cream?” or, my favorite, “Ah, I remember the day I bought Spaghettio’s, and then forgot that I needed some rice, so went through the line AGAIN.” Here’s the thing. As I’m shoving the bags into their storage place I always think that I should take the receipt out and throw it away. But THEN I think, “Hey, that IS a trash bag.” It’d be like adding an extra step. And Complete Woman magazine says that the best way to produce free time is to stop doing redundant housework. Think of all the time I saved, that I probably used up just by writing this post. But think of all the memories!
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October 22nd, 2007 |
10:03 pm |
Posted in Toooo tired to choose a category, Uncategorized
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