Can’t see the forest for the trees

It has been a long remodel. And although we have paused, we are not finished.

Still I wasn’t aware of how exhausted the whole thing was making me until a funny episode with my sister.

She had come to visit for the Thanksgiving holidays, to cheer my brother across the finish line at the Ironman race, and to visit our parents. But as there was no room at the inn, she got to stay with us. And being that she is my parents’ daughter wanted to do something nice for us in return.

Living in a dust pit and knowing more holiday adventures awaited, I asked if she would clean the windows and the curtains in the main living areas.

She was happy to do so but upon arriving home, she pointed out that my curtains were defective. It seemed that all the panels didn’t have buttons on the sleeve at the top. I checked out the top of the curtains to see it this could possibly be true, because I remembered there being buttons at the top. But she seemed to be correct.


Because I was so busy looking up, it took me two weeks to figure out what was wrong.

Ah well, I got a good laugh out of it. And yes, they were corrected.

Until next time.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at She’d love to hear from you.
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