Tuesday, July 28, 2009
First to admit it, I'm a pack rat. Luckily, smirk.
The care homes often don't send his hangers back with his laundry. When ironing today, I'm way too short of hangers.
"I just know I have a box of hangers secreted away somewhere". Victory is opening a box wisely marked, "Hangers" and there they were, nice and clean, tied with elastic bands in a recycle bag and then in their box!
Some days it pays to pack rat - - -