So much to be disheartened about these days. On top of everything else, I ordered two sets of sheets online last week. They got here yesterday and when I opened the boxes, I see they are almost the same thing in color and design type.
And yet, I do not criticize myself. I’m keeping them both. I have to.
Add “bed sheets” to the things that disappear around here. It’s not that complete sets have disappeared, but I can’t assemble one matching set to save my life. I find it intolerable to have mismatched sheets and pillowcases on my bed. I can’t help it. It’s just the way I am. First it was the odd pillow case here and there gone missing. A fitted sheet worn through in one place or another thrown away – that was my fault for not immediately sending the flat sheet to the garage to be used as a painting tarp. Now they rotate forever through the laundry bag and linen closet, hoping to someday meet up with their mate.
Sometimes I’d find just pillow cases and couldn’t locate the sheets that went with it. And this one is the worst – I’ll be just going about my business and then i’ll suddenly find myself wondering whatever happened to a complete set of sheets that I used to have and I can’t even remember when I even saw them last. It’s exhausting.
That’s why I have to keep both of these sets even though they are basically the same.
side note: I also can’t stand random forks and spoons thrown in with a matched set of flatware.