Mamacita says:  It’s time for Ten Things Tuesday.

1. Cleaning out someone else’s house makes me want to go home and clean out my own house. Bare, blank walls. Stark, sparse furniture. Empty closets. Nothing in the attic or garage except bats and cars, respectively. To quote my lovely friend Monty, “I’m just sayin’.”

2.  How many sets of dishes does one person really need?  More and more I’m starting to think, maybe. . . one each?  Plate, I mean.

3.  I love dishes, so #2 really isn’t a viable option.  But it crosses my mind all the same.

4.  I think that when a towel is so old it has become transparent, it’s long past time for a decent burial.  How absorbent could something like that be?  (Note to self: see what’s in the back of the linen closet before imminent death; check bottom of laundry basket while you’re at it.)

5.  I found a baby bottle nipple in my desk drawer.  My babies are older than I was when I had them.

6.  I found an Easter egg under the couch last night.

7.  Did I ever claim to be a good housekeeper?  I don’t think I did!  Anyway, I’m not.  I wish I was, though.  It does get embarrassing when sock-footed guests run twisted Christmas ornament hooks through their socks in February, though.  I blame all that stuff on the cats these days.  Nobody believes me, but I feel less domestically challenged when I pretend I don’t know how that stuff got there.

8.  When I was young, I wasn’t particularly sentimental.  Now, however, I even embarrass myself.

9.  The dealings and trappings of death these days make me feel as though I were dealing with ghouls and agents of the macabre: fakery, backless clothing, and all.

10.  I love my family and I don’t care who knows it.  (See #8 up there.)