Miss Jo-Lynne at Musings of a Housewife is hosting a new carnival. Normally, I’m not so much a fan of carnivals (corn dogs aren’t my thing and toothless carnies sorta creep me out) but the theme for the housewife’s carnival is (drum roll please…) What I Learned This Week. Seeing as how I’m a virtual fountain of knowledge I really can’t help but participate. I wouldn’t, after all, want to deprive all of you from the benefit of knowledge passed along.
I learned three things. One was virgin knowledge – something I’d been clueless about before. One was reinforced knowledge. And the last thing I learned was just plain painful.
The virgin knowledge? Craigslist rocks. Seriously. It rocks. I posted two ads yesterday morning around 10:30. By the time my head hit the pillow last night I had traded out some junk from the garage for seventy smackaroos. Yep. SEVENTY. Seventy bucks closer to the shiny new front load washer and dryer duo of my dreams ain’t bad for a days work.
Reinforced knowledge? The law of equalization. Okay, you got me. I don’t really know if there is such a thing called the law of equalization. There totally should be though. It should read like this: When you think you’ve pawned off one of your children for a sleepover at a friend’s house, one of your other children will, without a doubt, ask to invite a friend for a sleepover. Just when you think your household will run smoothly at slightly less capacity for the evening, you are reminded of the law of equalization. Don’t be fooled. There will be no slightly less capacity. It’s a Jedi mind trick.
And as for that plain painful knowledge – be warned: a faux drawer (you know that drawer front thing that just clips into the cabinet to make it look like there’s actually a drawer there?), when pulled from its clasps by your toddler son and dropped from counter height onto your sock-clad big toe won’t actually break the bone. It may chip a piece of aforementioned bone off and leave you wishing for actual breakage. At least breakage heals. Chipped bones? No healing. They just hang out and pierce the surrounding tissue each time you take a step.
Okay, okay. You got me again. I’m not a doctor. Nor have I been examined by a doctor. This toe though? It feels like chipped bone. Or maybe permanently indented bone. Whatever. The point is, it hurts. I advise against faux drawer fronts.
Please. Don’t keep the wealth to yourself. Pass it along my friends. Join the carnival and share the tidbits you picked up this week. You’ll be glad you did.