October 3, 2008
Almost everything can be outsourced these days. People will pick up your laundry (and, of course, drop it off again), bring you pre-made meals, mow your lawn, shovel your driveway, clean your house, walk your dog, watch your kids.
You can even get someone to do your shopping. I’m not talking about Brangelina here, I’m talking about normal people. Me and you. You and I can pay someone to shop for our clothes. Which would take some pressure off of Kim, come to think of it.
Speaking of Kim and outsourcing.
We started to run a bit low on the toilet paper at the Casa de Anderson this week.
Let me be clear–we did NOT run OUT of the toilet paper. That never happens. We were LOW.
So Kim happened to be talking to a friend on the phone, asking about going for a ride or a walk or something, and the friend said No, I’m on my way to the store, gotta pick up some stuff. Is there anything I can get for YOU?
And Kim said Sure, you know what, we need TP. Can you get us some?
Arghhhhh. I guess I should mention, these friends are FRUGAL. Here’s a rule of thumb, with an ancillary rule:
Never have your friends buy your toilet paper for you, but never have your FRUGAL friends buy you ANYTHING.
We now have a 20 roll pack of single-ply TP. With all the folding and doubling we’ll have to do, it’ll be gone by Monday. And that’s taking the magic toilet into account.