I’m kind of excited to catch up on all the blog reading I’ve missed in the last week. I need some time to recuperate, and determine exactly where my feelings-thoughts-emotions lie.
We just returned from a week-long-clearing-out of my father-in-law’s house in Nowhere, Missouri. Ha! We went thinking it was summer, because it is here, but quickly found out that my one sweater smelled rather stinky after the first day. A quick trip to the local Walmart–which, by the way, ARE everywhere–for a sweatshirt.
Even though it felt cold to us, I suppose sweatshirts are out of season. We did have a couple of days tacked onto the end of our stay, which were pleasant. Hot for my brother-in-law from Seattle (a huge blessing to have there to help) but perfect weather for me and my husband.
The physical work took a toll on my body, and by the second night of sleeping on an air mattress, it took a while to figure out how to get off the floor. Now that I’m home, the lively actions to get as much accomplished, in as little time possible, I realize how emotionally exhausted I am.
I spent a week with two men, who seem to have somewhat the same temperament. Very few breaks from them as well. For an introvert, I was craving some isolation, and I didn’t get much.
I have much to blog about, but I think I’ll read more of y’alls blogs for a day or so.
While we are kicking around the idea of downsizing, and moving to the middle of Nowhere, I was presented with a little article this morning which related to my thoughts, and another soapbox rant.
After the two day “estate” sale, which was a funny story in and of itself, I thought I would celebrate with some beer. I have a favorite, but had to settle for a “normal” brand that seems to be as ubiquitous as Walmart stores.
While it was nice to hold a smaller bottle in my hand, I thought–hmmmm….this doesn’t feel like a regular beer bottle. Yup, I was right. The bottle contained 7 ounces. Down 5 ounces from the regular size. BUT the price was just the same.
Crappy huge corporations sucking us dry with their manipulation of “new and improved” items, which only mean they are smaller sizes at the same price. Look at your toilet paper the next time you shop. I’d bet you’re getting a lot less for your money.
I knew it had been done to ice cream, because being an ice cream connoisseur, I’ve known for a long time that they were cheating us from a full half-gallon, but charging the same price. I never thought they were doing it to my toilet paper.
And I’m mad they are doing it to my beer.
Looking forward to catching up! And…..so happy to have internet service again!