A sure sign of my age
Back in the day, before I had adult accessories like a house and a baby, I used to get excited about cute shoes, going out dancing and new episodes of Friends.
Now, as my 31st birthday approaches (it’s next Wednesday and I’d like a trip to Italy please), I find excitement in much more practical items. Like this one:
It’s a new water softener. Whoo hoo! I am livin’ large!
Our old water softener, which was just 5 years younger than me, died a slow death that left hard water stains in my shower and a soapy film on my skin.
Sadly, this water softener might as well be a pair of Jimmy Choos, because that’s about how much it cost and I really am excited about it. I’ve been daydreaming about the softness of my hair, the brightness of my whites, the cleanness of my dishes and the lack of soap scum in my shower. It’s almost as exciting as the time I was in Vegas and ran into Soleil Moon Frye (of Punky Brewster fame) at the Hard Rock and she busted out a “HENRY!” on my behalf after I described how I used to tie bandanas around my jeans. Except that didn’t really happen. Which is why things like water softeners excite me.
I need a new one too:-)
Ha I've been dreaming of one of those too! It's our next project actually. After living with a broken one for 2 years now (too many other more important thing breaking to replace it).
How come you're not this funny in person?