10 April 2013
656
R. Linda:
While you have been out shovelling snow, I have been battling lint.
Tonya has a conference she's gone to Boston for, so she's away for a few days. I was told to carry on as if she were here, which meant doing the laundry, keeping things tidy, etc. So, this morning, I had the day off. I got the kiddos to their respective classrooms and decided to stop at Bed, Bath, and Beyond. I'd surprise the wife with new sheets for the bed. She's been complaining she wanted new ones, and I thought I was doing a good thing by being a good Do-bee.
So I bought new sheets, washed them and put them on the bed. She likes the all-cotton with a high thread count. Those are what I got. I even got sheets with stripes, not stripes with colours, just the weave. She has this thing about putting the sheets on so they are always arranged correctly (the fitted sheet, at least). Well, big mistake! There must be something about the damask stripe weave that was made just to confuse me. I put the electric blanket on top of the sheet. We usually don't use the electric blanket because Tonya says it's unhealthy. But with her gone, I was using the electric blanket and going to take it off before she came home.
No, this is not all that I have been up to, but it has sucked a lot of my time, so bear with me.
Now, I positioned the electric blanket on top of the sheet, and the white sheet was suddenly covered in blue blanket fuzz. Mind you, the cotton comforter on the blanket is not blue! So I am looking at this thinking, how bad can this be right? So I lint rollered the sheet. I know what you're going to say, and just so you know, you are right; it didn't work very well. A lot of time was spent on accomplishing very little. As a matter of fact, I think the lint roller made it worse.
Frustrated by this, I tossed the sheets in the wash to get the lint off . . . with a few towels, just because I was always told to add towels to help wash the sheets. Yeah, you guessed it, the white towels have blue lint on them. Of course, I did not notice all the little pieces remaining, and those pieces are now all over the next load of clothes. I'm doomed!
I have put the old bamboo patterned sheets on the bed until electric blanket season ends -- that will be tomorrow when Tonya arrives home. Gees!
As if that wasn't frustrating enough, I suddenly had another problem. I cannot for the life of me solve the beeping fire alarm problem., First, I tried taking all of them down and removing the batteries, one by one. I thought I had it solved. A few hours go by, and BEEP! Now, I have literally walked about the house with each one in me pocket, trying to figure out which one is beeping. It's making me insane, I tell ya! Why hasn't some genius figured out a way to put a pop-up flag on these things so you know it's THIS ONE! And yes, I have pressed test all of them and even tried lighting a match under them. It feels as though I am being continually reminded my life is NOT in order. I be clueless as to which needs to be fixed first!
I am now waiting for the other shoe to drop. Yup, things happen in threes, and the day is young. Oi!
Gabe
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Update:
I tried fabric softener to see if that would help with the static and remove the lint. Fortunately, it was all white hand towels, so the worst case would be for me to bleach the sheets and turn the blue lint balls white!
I did finally get to the bottom of the fire alarms. I had 11 alarms down and without batteries, and still CHIRP!!! So I puttered about in every room, starting at the top. I'd hear a distant CHIRP and move to the next room. Finally, I got to the blasted basement. I knew it was there, BUT I could not find it! Lo and behold, Tonya had installed one on the ceiling, only it was directly above where the door to the basement swung open, so I never saw it! And of course, it had a 5th battery like the other 4 that had gone kaput, but as it nearly lined up with the centre stairwell . . . viola! The sound would bounce up and through all the floors! Yup, one week of torture with those alarms! I tell ya, if you ever wish to torment someone, leave a fire alarm with a bad battery somewhere in their house!!!
R. Linda:
While you have been out shovelling snow, I have been battling lint.
Tonya has a conference she's gone to Boston for, so she's away for a few days. I was told to carry on as if she were here, which meant doing the laundry, keeping things tidy, etc. So, this morning, I had the day off. I got the kiddos to their respective classrooms and decided to stop at Bed, Bath, and Beyond. I'd surprise the wife with new sheets for the bed. She's been complaining she wanted new ones, and I thought I was doing a good thing by being a good Do-bee.
So I bought new sheets, washed them and put them on the bed. She likes the all-cotton with a high thread count. Those are what I got. I even got sheets with stripes, not stripes with colours, just the weave. She has this thing about putting the sheets on so they are always arranged correctly (the fitted sheet, at least). Well, big mistake! There must be something about the damask stripe weave that was made just to confuse me. I put the electric blanket on top of the sheet. We usually don't use the electric blanket because Tonya says it's unhealthy. But with her gone, I was using the electric blanket and going to take it off before she came home.
No, this is not all that I have been up to, but it has sucked a lot of my time, so bear with me.
Now, I positioned the electric blanket on top of the sheet, and the white sheet was suddenly covered in blue blanket fuzz. Mind you, the cotton comforter on the blanket is not blue! So I am looking at this thinking, how bad can this be right? So I lint rollered the sheet. I know what you're going to say, and just so you know, you are right; it didn't work very well. A lot of time was spent on accomplishing very little. As a matter of fact, I think the lint roller made it worse.
Frustrated by this, I tossed the sheets in the wash to get the lint off . . . with a few towels, just because I was always told to add towels to help wash the sheets. Yeah, you guessed it, the white towels have blue lint on them. Of course, I did not notice all the little pieces remaining, and those pieces are now all over the next load of clothes. I'm doomed!
I have put the old bamboo patterned sheets on the bed until electric blanket season ends -- that will be tomorrow when Tonya arrives home. Gees!
As if that wasn't frustrating enough, I suddenly had another problem. I cannot for the life of me solve the beeping fire alarm problem., First, I tried taking all of them down and removing the batteries, one by one. I thought I had it solved. A few hours go by, and BEEP! Now, I have literally walked about the house with each one in me pocket, trying to figure out which one is beeping. It's making me insane, I tell ya! Why hasn't some genius figured out a way to put a pop-up flag on these things so you know it's THIS ONE! And yes, I have pressed test all of them and even tried lighting a match under them. It feels as though I am being continually reminded my life is NOT in order. I be clueless as to which needs to be fixed first!
I am now waiting for the other shoe to drop. Yup, things happen in threes, and the day is young. Oi!
Gabe
Copyright © 2013 All rights reserved
Update:
I tried fabric softener to see if that would help with the static and remove the lint. Fortunately, it was all white hand towels, so the worst case would be for me to bleach the sheets and turn the blue lint balls white!
I did finally get to the bottom of the fire alarms. I had 11 alarms down and without batteries, and still CHIRP!!! So I puttered about in every room, starting at the top. I'd hear a distant CHIRP and move to the next room. Finally, I got to the blasted basement. I knew it was there, BUT I could not find it! Lo and behold, Tonya had installed one on the ceiling, only it was directly above where the door to the basement swung open, so I never saw it! And of course, it had a 5th battery like the other 4 that had gone kaput, but as it nearly lined up with the centre stairwell . . . viola! The sound would bounce up and through all the floors! Yup, one week of torture with those alarms! I tell ya, if you ever wish to torment someone, leave a fire alarm with a bad battery somewhere in their house!!!
