Friday, Mrs. G. was running errands to prepare for a Saturday night of dinner and games with friends. Before she started her intentional odyssey of getting this and that, she stopped by her friend Ann's house to say hello. Mrs. G. mentioned she was in search of a table cloth to fit her enormous dining room table.
"I don't really want to spend the money but right now I'm using a duvet cover* as a table cloth and it just doesn't look right, it doesn't cover the entire length of the table and the sides hang nearly to the floor," Mrs. G. reported.
Then she and Ann went on to discuss how they don't really have champagne taste but they would like most of their shit** to just look and work right.
As Mrs. G. got up to leave, Ann insisted they look through her table cloth stash to see if she had one that would work for Mrs. G. As luck would have it she did, a pretty white one.
"Now is this a loan or a gift?" Mrs. G. asked. "Because white is playing with fire in my house."
"It's a gift," said Ann, ripping off the thrift store tag*** as she handed it to Mrs. G. "I might need to borrow it when one of the girls gets married."
"We can bleach it when that day comes," Mrs. G. agreed.
"Hey, I might be able to use that duvet cover as a duvet cover."
Ah, friendship. It keeps a woman sane, grounded, dignified
Ann said she thought Mrs. G. should ask her readers what they have used to "make do" in a pinch, and in Ann and Mrs. G's life a "pinch" can last anywhere from two hours to 14 years.
So Mrs. G. is asking: What have you used to "make do" in a pinch?
*Not the duvet cover in the giveaway
**Ann didn't say shit. She is more civilized in her use of language, meaning she, unlike Mrs. G, can be snarky without swearing.
***One of the foundations of their 10 year+ friendship is their mutual ability to squeeze blood out of a turnip. They don't have to squeeze turnips so much these days (knock wood) but it's in their DNA.