January 31, 2018:


Today is the Super Duper Blue Red Full Eclipse Partial Eclipse Moon, depending on where you may be viewing from.

Three years ago this day was my last day of working and I retired after 46 years of full-time work. I've enjoyed every single moment of my retirement since then - three years and hoping for twenty more, we'll see how things go...

February and March can be cruel months in southeastern Wisconsin where I live. January itself was nutso here weather-wise, with two separate thaws. I don't ever remember getting two January thaws before, and many years none happened at all.

Before I know it I'll be headed to Las Vegas to visit my friends and celebrate some sunshine and warm weather, and see a show (I always try to squeeze one in). Meanwhile, I am continuing, slowly, to make this smaller retirement ranch into a home that makes me smile in every room. I still have lots to do, including major painting projects. I keep putting them off. Seems at 66 I'm not so keen on painting as I was at 36. Gee, I wonder why...


Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Part 2: I Nearly Strangled Myself With A Duvet Cover

My Brilliant Idea.  Isn't that the name of a movie???  Should  have shot myself when I had the chance - 'cept I don't own a gun.  I don't think a squirt gun would quite do it.


I eagerly dived into my (am proud to say), organized but much smaller linen closet than I used to have at the former Maison Newton, so I donated a lot of things and guess what -- my full-sized plain white duvet cover was one of them.  BUT --

I still have a twin size plain white duvet cover.

No, you're saying, oh no Jan, you didn't. YOU DIDN'T!

Yes, I did.

What's that song -- you put the spell on me, baby, ooohhhh oooooooowwhhooo, you put the spell on me...

The Ikea duvet was calling my name, and I was powerless to resist.  I hauled out that twin-sized white duvet cover, and ironed the heck out of it:

And ironed, and ironed, and ironed...  Seems no matter what I did, more wrinkles appeared than disappeared.  Hmmm....

I finally gave up and hauled it into the mistress bedroom and proceeded to wrestle with -- are you ready for this -- a DIFFERENT COMFORTER -- that I pulled out of storage, cuz I knew my Jacquelyn Smith comforter would not fit into the twin size white duvet cover.  So, nope, I instead used a big fat puffy but somewhat smaller "full" size of comforter -- black and beige paisley print on one side, beige and black stripes on the other --

And then I huffed, and I stuffed, and I fluffed, and puffed and - actually, I huffed and puffed a lot.  Eventually, I got to this:

At this point, I asked myself "Why on earth would anyone want to sleep in a bed that looks like this???"

But, I am nothing, if not stiff-necked stubborn determined, and so I persevered.  By the time I got the duvet looking half-way smooth, I was exhausted.  Too tired to wrestle with the Ikea duvet cover, which was already filling me with deep forboding of what was to come, I fluffed and huffed and stuffed and puffed up the pillows and went to bed with things more or less looking like this:

It doesn't look too bad (from a distance), but it's wrinkled.  I don't like wrinkles.

I thought about nixing the entire idea of duvet covers, and hemmed and hawed for several days.  The covered comforter was unceremoniously tossed into the guest room the next morning and I returned my beloved Jacquelyn Smith comforter to its rightful bed in the boudouir.  If this was going to work at all, I needed to get a full size white cover for my Jacquelyn Smith comforter to try and hide the black toile pattern.

So, after girding my figurative loins, I went shopping online.

I ultimately purchased a full/queen size comforter set (came with two pillow covers) at Overstock for $29.99 -- microfibre.  It IS very soft and silky feeling, I'll say that for the product, and it arrived within about a week (standard shipping).

I laundered it THREE times -- and still could not remove the smut that was on it -- a supposedly brand new duvet cover arrived looking like it had spent some hard time in a bordello.  Oh come on, I thought, that will wash out!  Oxy-Clean gets out everything!


You say - why did you not return it?  I say - why would I pay more to ship it back than it's worth?

At least I know now it is clean.  The final time, I put it on extra-super-duper wash (tap water temperature) and I added a smidegon of bleach to the water despite I should not use it on microfiber.  Didn't make any difference. The smut was still there when it came out of the washer.  I'm thinking if I ever now wash it in hot water, it will dissolve...

But, I assured myself, since I would be wrapping this within the lovely Ikea duvet cover, some sanitized smut wouldn't make any difference...

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