Since I already splashed out on new towels this summer I was going to try and hold out until the January sales for new sheets, until I realised that’s what I said last summer, and also this past January. Anyhow, I reckon every five years is a reasonable amount of time between purchases, especially as my present sheets have no more elastic left and are a bit tattered thanks to cats. I don’t know why I always feel I have to justify these things but, especially now, having been out of work for the past eighteen months, it seems almost frivolous. Though sleeping in sad worn out sheets (or drying off after a shower with thin hard towels) also takes a toll of sorts, so what the heck. Got new sheets today!