Electric Blanket (I’ll Sit in the Dark)

Ron is always cold, and he’s resisted using an electric blanket all winter.

I got sick of listening to his moans and groans last night, so put it on the bed anyway. He loves it.

I called the Fairgrounds today about the damnable snowmobiles and ATVs.

Ron found out that he has a life insurance policy with a waiver of premium. Unbelievable.

We straightened out his banking alerts. He’d set them up incorrectly, so our understanding bank forgave $105 of overdraft charges.

How anyone could be so befuddled about financial affairs is beyond me.

I have an idea of where to put a new garden, in the wet spots in front of the hydrangeas and St. Johnswort. Whether I can afford to do that this year is a whole other matter.