A trip to the local hardware store made my day. Perhaps even my week.
My purpose: to put one on each hanger in my closet, so that when I wear something, I can take the washer off. If the washer's still on at the end of the season, out it goes. Yeah, 'cause I'm anal like that.
I know, I know! I can turn the the hangers around. I can put a piece of tape on the hanger. I could put a rubber band around the hanger. I could make a list of everything I wear every day (don't think I haven't considered it). Sigh.
Anyway, I came up with the idea last night, and ran with it today. I have never been to this hardware store before, and I was pleasantly surprised at how bright and clean it is. The cashier-person (she could be the owner, for all I know?!) was very pleasant and helpful. She counted out 100 washers. It was the best $5 I've
So as I practically skipped out of the store with my sack o' rings, I happened to turn my head to see ....
(Can you hear the angels singing?) I have been looking for a Pyrex measuring pitcher forEVER. (Ok, not ever. For probably a week. Still, when I obsess, I OBSESS.) I needed something less clunky than my TWO cup measuring pitcher to use with my new kitchen gadget. And there, sitting in the HARDWARE store (I'd been online a bunch of places, and Target ...), was the perfect, this-week's-problem-solving item.
So I had to return to the cashier ... who, knowing the purpose of the rings, and seeing the ecstatic look on my face from finding a measuring device, surely thinks I'm a nutcase. Oh, and she goes to my church, which means she can whisper and point the next time she sees me. Oh well. *grin* I am in anal-retentive Type A OCD bliss.