As I was recently sweating under my sheets due to excessive January temperatures, my mind drifted to the little ways I take notice of time’s perpetual motion. For example, every year when it gets hot, I take our comforter off the bed and exchange it for our light summer quilt. When the weather turns cool once more, the heavy blanket again makes its appearance. So, technically speaking, we’ve lived in SC for exactly 8 bedspread revolutions.
With this in mind, I say we get rid of days, weeks, months, and years, and switch to this unusual method of marking time. What does it matter that no one would really understand each other?
I’ve been able to read and write for about 6072 homework assignments.
I’ve been an aunt for 43 of my nieces and nephews birthdays.
I’ve had my dog Daisy for 3698 good girls and 1849 no!s.
Jerimiah and I have been married for approximately 1752 laundry cycles, and recently celebrated the 136th time I’ve made us late.
Okay it’s your turn. Tell me something about you, using this unusual method of marking time.