Could you just drill a hole or two in the bottom so water would drain out? Since it’s just for yard waste, it isn’t for any liquid waste, right?
OMG - I would sooooooo, um, dislike such an event. Then again, I’m not a dress-up sorta person. Regarding sleeves - I did notice in the pics some of the dresses had lace sleeves - might that be an option?
Weird MIL night - she woke around 3 and called her sister in Indy because she had a dream that her sister fell and broke her hip. Needless to say, Sis wasn’t happy with a middle-of-the-night phone call. We need to remember to “hide” her phone at night.
Then when I woke around 6:30-ish, I saw MIL going back into her room, but I hadn’t heard the walker - is she rambling without it? Not good. Then I went to the kitchen to feed Higgs and found a steak knife, still clean, sitting on the counter near the cake I’d bought for last night’s dessert, as well as a dirty spoon on the other counter near my cookbooks. I’m not sure what any of that was about. Maybe it was FCD and not her, but I need to ask.
HVAC guys are supposed to come today - hope it’s early. I can deal with them doing the house, but this will be the first service for the shop and I don’t know much about those units, so I want FCD here for that. And he needs to get to the boatyard - they’re finally supposed to finish the inspection today. I dunno.
I’m also expecting a call from BIL today. Without going into the gory details, many years ago, he got into deep debt and ended up declaring bankruptcy. Since then, he’s been paranoid about owing anything to anyone, as well as fearing the idea of having to pay any interest to credit card companies (that little quirk is courtesy of his mother. He was afraid if the under-$2k on his current statement was late, he’d get hit with $200-$300 in interest.)
Anyway, I’m going to help him set up an on-line account with his credit card company and try to show him how to pay it on line so this interminable wait for a check to clear won’t panic him in the future. Then I’ll take him to Food Lion because he can’t walk the mile or so carrying a big load of groceries and MIL is panicked that he doesn’t have any food. So all that’s on the agenda after FCD gets back.
I do feel sorry for BIL. He’s got his problems, and unfortunately, MIL has made some of them worse by treating him like a child. For example, he needs a haircut. There’s a woman with a little shop by the apartment complex, but MIL didn’t like her so she doesn’t think BIL should get his hair cut there. Yet she harps on him about a haircut. Poor guy doesn’t stand a chance. So I have that to look forward to later today.
For now, tho, I’m waiting for the call from the HVAC tech. I’m supposed to be the first call of the day. We shall see…
Happy Thursday!