- While in the shower, Rigby fell in. I left her there for a little while until she started jumping around like a crazed squirrel. Then I had to rescue her. My apartment building is OLD and the bathroom door doesn't shut so well. If I were to shut it hard enough to lock it, there is a chance (and it's happened before) I could get stuck in there, so it doesn't get shut tightly and hence, Rig & Tess can push the door open.
- While cutting my English muffin this morning, I happily cut open my index finger with the bread knife.
- While racing to the bathroom to get a band-aid, I stumbled. Over Rigby, who has this uncanny ability to put her body exactly where I am about to put my foot down. I didn't fall, but she did get kicked. (Accidentally, people, accidentally)
- My cheese was moldy.
- As I was leaving, I remembered that I had a chiropractor appointment. My cute little skirt is not appropriate for chiropractor office, so I had to go back and get jeans to change into after work.
- As I was trying to leave, I stepped wrong and found myself about to fall. I was trying to put my other foot down without falling, when who should be under other foot. Tess. I manage to find another place to put my foot, without falling.
If I didn't have 2 important meetings this morning I would've totally called in today. :)
2 comments:
Gah! I hate mornings like that. I had issues, too, this morning. I didn't get in until 9:45. Oh, and about the door, why don't you try using a doorstop so that you don't have to shut it tight but they can't push the door open.
Do not write about cutting your finger! If you cause me (yes, I'm a big sissy-pants) to pass out at work I'm coming over there to kick your ass.
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