My husband noticed that one of my very colorful handmade bracelets (see #9) was no longer on my wrist the day after it was no longer on my wrist. Heck, I didn’t even notice it wasn’t there until I saw it on the floor. A bit sad and trying to figure out how to re-tie the durn thing….
This is why I could never be the type of wife who buys things and hides them in the closet. He sees all new things. I wish I was this observant. I’m not…he is. So I don’t try.
Then again, the above sentence was talking about clothes…now, the bargain crap–THAT, I can hide (I mean save until I need it) (how the heck do you write the words with a line through ’em??? Whoever tells me first wins a prize!)