Got the Stuffing Knocked Out of It

Today was one of those lovely days, where I didn't have to be anywhere and I didn't have to do anything. It was one of those lovely and rare Pajama Days.

Of course, since I can only sit still for so long, I decided to combine those two things and wore my pajamas AND got some things done that have been waiting on my to-do list.

Namely, re-stuffing the pillows.

Our family is really hard on pillows. Either we have huge heads (which many of my family do, we're talking Olmec proportions, here), or I buy cheap pillows. Both are most likely true.

So, I had five, rather sad, deflated pillows. I could have just thrown them away, but of course I knew that as soon as I did, someone would need a pillow. It's Murphy's law.

So, I picked a sacrificial pillow, one that had loose stuffing, and lobotomized it. I used its innards to fluff out the other four.

 When I was done, instead of five emaciated pillows, I had four rotund pillows.

(Yes, this is probably a bit of a pointless endeavor because I could just buy pillows, but there's something satisfying about finding a way to make something last longer.)

I also made sure to label my own pillow. Someone always tries stealing it, and this way they can't claim innocence, bwahahaha! *insert evil laugh*