The thing with gifts is to thank them for their intent, even if you tell them why you’re not going to keep the item.
If you don’t succeed in returning it, you might also consider giving it to someone with a movement disability, for whom the assistance might outweigh the privacy issue.
Most of the time I don’t get bothered by typing/autofill errors in others’ posts. (My own often get edited several times.)
But some bring out my inner schoolmarm. I try to restrict my corrections to times when the error is confusing, or if I have a mnemonic that might be helpful. I bear in mind that this is an informal forum, but someone might want to be able to get it right when it matters.
Since you won’t be offended, I’ll just point out that in English it’s usual to say “… someone points out a mistake to me.” (The rest is correct.)
“You can look, but don’t touch!”
Since I can’t afford to replace the tile our apartment came with, I got a set of vinyl floor mats and put rug gripper anti-skid pads underneath, the result being like anti-fatigue mats but not as tall, heavy, or ugly. They cover most of the areas I might possibly drop a dish and have already saved one casserole lid. They wipe clean and are easy to move to mop the tile. They won’t last forever but one day I’ll be able to do linoleum.
Also, nothing survives a drop to tile, ever. And you’re left trying to clean shards and sauce out of the grout. Fuck my tile.
Shhhhhhh… itjustworks
My red and green this Christmas is fat sweet cherry tomatoes ripening in the sun on my balcony. I would love a little rain to ease the fire danger in the hills, but I had all the snow I need for life during college. It’s funny the snowy people who said they can’t even fathom green, if it weren’t white it would be brown, they’re right about their reality but you asked for a dream. I’m living the dream.
The other nice thing about being in Los Angeles at Christmas is that it’s quiet and there’s very little traffic, because so many people rushed off to visit the snow, either local skiing or far away.
I’m assuming someone was able to grow some, or they too would have been rationed. Whether anyone could afford them is another matter.
I imagine there are food items which aren’t rationed, because there’s no fruit or vegetables here. If you grew your own fruit and had sugar you could preserve it as jam. The sugar helps prevent spoilage. Or if you grew rhubarb you could make a pie, which would be pretty darn sour without sugar.
It’s the cigarettes that kill me!
Yes, chef!
She seems remarkably calm. Or maybe they’ve got her doped up, hard to tell with those eyes. Love her demurely crossed legs.
Exactly, buying and selling homes is a lot more time-consuming than ending and starting a lease. Also as an owner you have responsibility to declare/disclose any major problems to the buyer. If you’re just moving out of a rental you may never even meet the next tenant. Rentals are always going to be a necessity, and people like your aunt are often the nicest people to rent from.
Meanwhile my cat chews the tubes for my nebulizer.
Maybe you need a nice big houseplant to put in the way. Nontoxic to cats, of course. Looks like not a lot of light there, so maybe a Cast Iron Plant.
Ridiculous. The Internet is made of cats.
Ask for the real Sudafed. The little red ones say 4-6 hours, but one lasts me all day and minimizes side effects. They work quickly enough that you don’t need to get ahead of your symptoms, you can wait until you feel you need more.
Generic Guaifenesin syrup, ask the pharmacist. It’s OTC but sometimes it’s behind the counter
Awwww, what a nice cat you have! Does she have a name so she can ignore you calling her?
I don’t recommend OP take on a toddler until they master their own emotions.
Good for you, though! Sending you a hex against other random stress-inducing disasters befalling your family while you’re navigating this difficult passage.