If It Tells You Anything About Me

Tracy's dogs were alarmed when they heard the unfamiliar sound of me setting up the ironing board. They have lived with us two and a half years.

I had to hunt for my iron. The iron was a gift from a home care client. My previous iron died of loneliness.

The first year at our former home, I thought our chandelier globes were frosted. Then I washed them.

I wake up every morning with a song in my head. It could be anything from a commercial jingle from my childhood, a movie theme, or a hymn. It's like a ear worm that crawls in while I'm sleeping and spends the morning with me, like it or not.

When my husband first got his business credit card, I was hesitant to use it. Ex: What if I want to use some of the office supplies we bought on his Visa?  Now I'm like:  Heck yeah the labradoodle goes on the business card. We're on a business trip, aren't we?

I grew up thinking camping was for people who couldn't afford a real vacation. My idea of camping is a cheap hotel. 

I get upset if I discover the gallon of milk I just bought was $.20 cheaper at the next store, but I am not particularly bothered by a $30 discrepancy when I balance the checkbook.

I add up my grocery bill in my head as I shop so there are no surprises at check out. I know exactly how much money I have in my wallet at all times. I also know the best sale price of any item we use regularly.

I wash and reuse One Zip plastic bags, but not ordinary ziplocs, I have some standards.

I seldom pay full price for anything except store brands. I want to be buried in a Costco casket.

I am seldom late, but I also hate being early. Unlike my Dad who would show up 20 minutes early for his own execution. I tell my husband, I don't mind being early for being on time, but I refuse to be early for being early. He doesn't understand it either. I usually arrive right on time.

I love looking at beautiful landscaping, but have no interest in creating or maintaining it. I am relieved when the frost kills my flowers and I no longer have to water them. I love annuals because they die.

When we went on our cruise, I did not want the cleaning staff to see my cracked makeup cases and think I was some poor bumpkin who could not afford makeup, so I went back to the Dollar Tree and bought replacements.