ERrors

I know…I make a few as I’ve discovered when I’ve returned to a past blog for referral. (Yes, sometimes I can’t remember if the stupid thought I had made it to print!) It’s easy to overlook the same eRror when you keep seeing it and you are in a hurry to move on. It’s kind of like the windows.

Our windows are last fall/winter wind-pelted with dirt. They are not the shiny bright glass my mother sports because whoever visits gets to reinvigorate her view. At least we can reach her windows. My cleaning demands the extension ladder in the family room, which further requires a vacuum for the moths who found eternity on the sill up there. Of course, that entails a drapery dusting in the dryer. This all came to light as I looked across the family room from the upstairs hall and saw the dead moths yet again. I guess I’ve gotten used to seeing them, too.

Thank you, friends and family, for ignoring my eRrors and lack of moth mitigation.