Barbara J. Hamby

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I Flunked Housekeeping 101

Alas, I did not R.T.M. (read the manual) before I used my new vacuum cleaner on my mattress. I used the wrong attachment and immediately wound about a dozen strings of nylon thread (pulled out of mattress stitching) around the brush. Al was kind enough to remove all the threads for me while I read the instructions and found the correct device. By that time, I was out of the mood to vacuum the furniture. Tomorrow, maybe.

Anyway, we turned the mattress over and it looks as good as new. It doesn’t appear to be missing enough stitching to start falling apart. We always top it with a foam egg crate style pad and a mattress cover anyway. All of that makes for very comfortable sleeping. As soon as the dryer shuts off so I can unload it, I’ll be testing the mattress.

I don’t know whether the antibiotics or the infection I’m taking them to kill, are making my head foggy, but it seems worse than usual. I always hesitate to blame it on age.

I’m reading another novel by a “best-selling” author. It is one of several I’ve read recently that contains so many incredible coincidences that I fear the author is trying to prove that fiction is stranger than truth. This one, at least, seems to have been well edited as far as grammar and spelling goes. It also has some very clever lines. I can’t help but notice that it was written by an attorney and is nearly 700 pages long. No attorney I’ve ever met can say anything in a few words.

Maybe I should go back to reading some classics for a while.