I've been debating for a couple of days - should I post this story? Why not, right?! This truly illustrates the point I'm at in my life...
On Saturday in the late afternoon (after the baby shower), I purchased supplies to pot 30 terra cotta pots with pansies. All because I had another one of my "can't shut up" moments and offered to supply the centerpieces for my sorority's Founder's Day brunch on Saturday. Anyway, I pot the centerpieces in the hallway of my apartment complex and create quite a scene with my neighbors...five bags of dirt, four flats of pansies and thirty flower pots all in a space that is no more than 3 feet wide. Excellent.
But, that's not the story.
Four hours later, after they are potted and nestled safely on my balcony, I decide to shower because I'm covered in dirt. I strip off my clothes and jump in. I'm facing the shower head and the hot water feels so good on my face and chest. I take a few deep breaths and think about what a wonderful and productive Saturday afternoon I've had.
My thoughts continue to drift while I glance downward and suddenly gasp in absolute HORROR...I've gotten in the shower WITH MY BRA ON!! It's not a nude bra, no, it's dark brown and not easy to miss. I want to cry and laugh at the same time - I'm seriously losing it! "Who does this?" I scream before I decide to embrace my moment of complete insanity and wash my bra while it's in the shower with me - such a good multi-tasker! :-)
I've polled a few people and have yet to find one who has unknowingly gotten in the shower with an article of clothing on. Sad.
Monday, February 2, 2009
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