Low Key Easter Weekend Recap
Y'all it almost happened. It seemed like it was almost a perfect carpet install. Then the dude grabbed a broom and swept all of the carpet on top, swept the floor, then swept the stairs going downstairs. Thanks for taking our clean carpet and giving it a fresh layer of unknown dust and dirt all over it. Then we looked when they left and saw a gap by the baseboard on the landing we weren't happy with and I know they had to have seen it so I fear shoe molding is in our future which we hate. The final "of course?" We had a TON left. Like enough to recarpet another set of stairs easily. Uh, why are you sending someone out to measure to give us a quote and we have enough left over to carpet another set of stairs and have enough of another piece for a big strip in front of the washer and dryer. This goes well beyond the "10% waste" they have you get. (It stretches 2/3 the length of our basement) So begins the process of trying...
A slightly edgier version of Leave it to Beaver is about the only one that comes to mind. Mainly because we were a family of 5 and the Dad went to work every day while Mom ran the household. That held up for the most part until I got to high school and my older brothers were in college and left the home - that is when Mom decided to get a job working at a dress shop where she'd spend most if not all of her pay check on clothing from the store she worked at. I bet her boss loved having her there.
ReplyDeleteI would say Good Times. We grew up in a poor hardworking family. My parents were too proud to accept any aid except the free cheese. My dad was ahead of the times being bipolar before there were good meds for it. Also when mental illness was still in the closet with alot of shame. We had lots of laughs in spite of it all. I always thought we were the most effed up family ever. Now I feel like I won the family lottery, love them to pieces. "Tighter than pantyhose 2 sizes small"!
ReplyDeleteI'm an "only" too, and didn't watch much tv growing up. As a young adult I always wanted a group of people around me like on Friends, probably because I didn't have siblings and never had that kind of friend group where everyone was so close. I can't think of a tv shw that I actually see/saw myself in though.
ReplyDeleteI could never relate to the shows on tv because my living situation was so messed up. I lived two weeks with my mother, then two weeks with my father, so I literally lived out of a suitcase. I didn't know the kids where my mom lived because I didn't go to school there and she would drive me to my father's house every morning to go to school. My father didn't allow me to watch tv shows when he wasn't home, in particular the Brady Bunch (he said that that wasn't realistic...I guess because Mike and Carol weren't beating their kids?). He would come home at random times in the afternoon and would walk n and go right up to the tv to feel the back of it to see if it was warm. If it was, there was hell to pay. So any tv watching was done at my mom's and she didn't have cable. I used to get lost in cartoons though, always wishing my life could have been in one of those (like Strawberry Shortcake).
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