No, don't call me "Janet" (or "Ms. Jackson, if you're nasty." :-P) This morning was living proof that a) the deities exist and b) they have a rip-roaring sense of humor.
So here's the background: we don't have a washer and dryer at our apartment, so our laundry routine consists of doing laundry about once a month (or more often, if the wee one has been sick.) I looked at Mt. Clothesmore last night and realized that it was too late to washing something up in the sink and hope it would dry by morning, so I dug through my closet and found a clean top and a clean pair of black slacks. Ah, bliss....
I get dressed the following morning and meet my carpool. So far, so good. And then I sit down and I realize two things simultaneously. 1) My zipper is kaput and 2) one pants leg is slightly lower than the other one because it's come unhemmed.
Egads.
Fortunately, I don't work with the public at all, and my top is long enough to cover the zipper. But still---yeah, it was a Monday. And I bet the deities are having a celebration over this particular prank. :-P
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- Krista
- Wife, mom of a preemie, follower of the old ways, lover of anything Irish or Celtic, history buff, trivia nut, Star Trek and Ren Faire geek and costuming fiend. Offer me coffee or chocolate and world peace is assured. Or at least I'll try really hard. :) I also believe in deleting spam. So, to the person or persons who keep leaving me comments in Chinese (along with links to what I can clearly tell are Chinese porn sites) stop it. It's bad karma, to say nothing of being really, really rude.
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