Thud...Thud...Thud...
I tripped over my dog this morning while getting out of bed. I should have taken that as a sign just to lay back down, cover back up (head included) and wait for the day to pass. But no. I had to press forward and hope for the best.
I dropped my brand new book into a tub of hot water not five minutes later. The tub water was clean, though...and blessedly empty. The book was somewhat saved thanks to a 20 year old hair dryer and a dry wash cloth. It looks a little (okay, a LOT) worse for the wear, but it's still readable. The pages didn't dry together, either.
A mere two hours later, I realized that my shirt was on backwards...and covered with a fine lint. I don't mean "fine" as in "awesome" or "sexxxy", either. Baby fine. I turned the shirt around and took to the lint with a large wad of inside out packing tape. Special thanks to my co-worker Lees for the heads up and advice.
Next, the candy machine ate my only dollar, flipping me the bird in lieu of a package of delectable (Herr's) Hot 'n' Honey Cheese Curls. I settled for some almonds that were stored in my desk instead. *sigh* You know it's bad when you opt for Emergency Almonds.
A late morning trip to the bathroom alerted me to the fact that my...uh...draws were on inside out. In a panicked attempt for sanity, I texted Tracy.
Me: Left the house 2day w/ shirt on backwards and draws inside out. This day *will* end eventually, right?
Not a minute later, I received the following:
Tracy: Bound to. Nowhere is it written 'and it came to STAY'.
I began to feel better...
...until I realized I'd forgotten my lunch at home.
Thank God for those almonds, man....
I dropped my brand new book into a tub of hot water not five minutes later. The tub water was clean, though...and blessedly empty. The book was somewhat saved thanks to a 20 year old hair dryer and a dry wash cloth. It looks a little (okay, a LOT) worse for the wear, but it's still readable. The pages didn't dry together, either.
A mere two hours later, I realized that my shirt was on backwards...and covered with a fine lint. I don't mean "fine" as in "awesome" or "sexxxy", either. Baby fine. I turned the shirt around and took to the lint with a large wad of inside out packing tape. Special thanks to my co-worker Lees for the heads up and advice.
Next, the candy machine ate my only dollar, flipping me the bird in lieu of a package of delectable (Herr's) Hot 'n' Honey Cheese Curls. I settled for some almonds that were stored in my desk instead. *sigh* You know it's bad when you opt for Emergency Almonds.
A late morning trip to the bathroom alerted me to the fact that my...uh...draws were on inside out. In a panicked attempt for sanity, I texted Tracy.
Me: Left the house 2day w/ shirt on backwards and draws inside out. This day *will* end eventually, right?
Not a minute later, I received the following:
Tracy: Bound to. Nowhere is it written 'and it came to STAY'.
I began to feel better...
...until I realized I'd forgotten my lunch at home.
Thank God for those almonds, man....
posted by rennratt at 8:06 PM
9 Comments:
Damn, it sounds like you had a Monday squared.
I drop-kicked our vending machine once. It had enough sense to give up the goods.
Oh, yeah, you shoulda stayed in bed.
The funny part of this is that you actually texted me in an attempt at sanity. Silly girl.
From here on out if I ever step on the dog right out of bed, I am getting back in and hiding.
Thanks for the warning!
This is the kind of day your mother warned you about. Sorry, I swear I'm laughing with you!
I think I might have gone home for lunch and then gone back to bed. What a day!
Oh, bless your heart. Seriously.
Next time - go shirtless and commando. Two problems gone.
And as an added bonus, if they were Emerald brand nuts, they would keep Robert Goulet away!!
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