Crikey!

This apartment came complete with teddy bear sheets and sand-paper towels, so of course the first thing I did was scurry out and acquire new — a hair-raising experience as shopping anywhere here is akin to a European soccer riot.
The place was cleaned today, the lil’ darling even sweet enough to pick up my dirty socks from the floor (charmed, I’m sure) and fold them into neat piles arranged by hue. (Or is it crustiness?)
Anyway, they absconded with my $250 worth of new sheets and towels! I’m back to the sand-paper, my bed now sporting a bi-polar nautical/sunflower theme.
Tomorrow: I brave the supermarket! Edge of yer seat, ain’tcha?