I headed out to Target this morning, against my better judgement. I worked late last night and when I got home at a little after 11, could not wind down and go to sleep till 1 in the morning. So I am feeling a little muzzy and thin around the edges today. But The Griffen needed cat food, so while I was on that errand I thought I would try one more store in search of the ever elusive sheets.
I wandered the aisles looking at plaid, dots, neon green, hot pink, stripes, pretentious gold brochade, boring taupe, Sponge Bob, Hello Kitty, and the ever dreaded 50% polyester sheets until the phrase from Seinfeld started going through my head from the Soup Nazi show. Only my personal gloomy message went more like....
"No Sheets For YOU!"
Then I rounded the very last aisle of the bedding department and lo, there they were:
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I paid 50 dollars. And smiled about it too.
Thus proving once again the old addage:
"All good things come to those who wait."
I am off now to wash the new sheets and hang them in the fresh Spring air. And I intend to find myself smiling in my sleep tonight.
Anything less would be bad manners don't you think?