I sit quietly and remember what it was like to live with someone that I couldn’t get along with at all. I remember the drama, the pain, the heartache. And then, I look around and think, “Ah, this is my space…just mine .”
And I think of how I had to put up with pictures on the walls that were tacky , or sharing a bathroom, or dirty socks on the floor or listening to one more mind-numbing (UK) football game or sports program. (I like US football.) I sigh and smile and pour myself a cup of tea and enjoy the quiet.
Zippers? I just grab a pliable metal coat hanger and hook it to the little hole in the zipper..and presto! Zipped up!
Good investments for the single woman (or wannabe woman):
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or this one:
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And to keep you inspired….this lovely little book published in 1936 (and recently re-issued):
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Hope this helps.