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My Love Affair with clocks

I used to hate clocks. I hate the sound of it especially at night when everything is peaceful and quiet. I hate the ticking sound of the clock because it scared me. I hate clocks when I was a kid because I watched too much horror movies then.

But I love clocks, now. I started to love clocks when I get older. I now love clocks because they help me keep track of my hectic schedule. I love looking at them especially when I am waiting for a special time to do a special task. And I love clocks because they are a nice piece of house decorations especially the grandfather clock because there is a certain charm about it. It shows character, class and glamour.

My MIL has a grandfather clock that sits in one corner of her living room. It was the first thing I noticed the first time I set foot in her house. It was the first thing that caught my attention when my Hubby first introduced me to his parents. I was captivated by it.

I love clocks so my fascination with clocks will remain until I get my own grandfather clock. And for the Love of Clocks I am getting my own Howard Miller grandfather clock soon [that I will place in our entrance door to welcome our guests] and I just know where to get one... at 1-800-4clocks.com. They got all the coolest clocks I could imagine. And I will definitely not rest until I get that clock.

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My dad loved clocks--he had at least one in every room, sometimes more! I like clocks too. I have one in every room too, except the basement. I only have two down there so one section doesn't have one.

For the bedroom we have a big digital one so I can see the time in the dark without my glasses if I squint.
Ruthi said…
Same with me. I want clocks in every corner of the house where i go so that i can keep track of time.

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