Moth and Rust

Last week a mouse ate the neckline off one of Ruth's shirts, and put a hole in one of her pairs of shorts, too, before I finished him off. Yesterday, while trying unsuccessfully to remove the dry-erase marker stains from Bruce's almost brand-new shorts, I accidentally splashed bleach on my skirt and another shirt of Ruth's that was nearby. Today, Susanna's special cereal bowl broke, and then our less-than-2-years-old computer decided to call it quits. I'm thinking it's better to put stock in heavenly treasures, because these earthly things sure are temporal!