Grrrrrr! In the latest episode of the Funny Farm Drama, turns out some dear soul has stolen ALL of my hair bands.
No kidding. Ripped off every one of them.
We wouldn’t want her to run short, would we?
Fortunately, I still had a couple residing in the nightstand’s junk drawer, next to the bed. Otherwise, I’d have no way to pull my hair out of my face. And…now I’ll either have to order some more from Amazon (surprisingly cheap!) or traipse down to the Albertson’s to buy them.
Hm. Amazon is practically giving the things away. A package of them is only about three bucks. Probably couldn’t get them any cheaper here in the ‘Hood. Supposed to arrive tomorrow.
And that, folks, is a bargain for this old bat: a bat who does NOT wanna fly around the neighborhood for a package of elastic bands.
So…the bitch who stole them needn’t feel very guilty, eh?
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Think o’ that. Here in MY OWN HOUSE, I have to hide things or lock them up to keep the hired help from stealing them.