Thursday, June 11, 2009
My Lord, what a morning
I'm getting ready to leave for work, and I'm right on time. My lunch is all packed, my breakfast nearly done, and I'm wearing a swell old linen dress with jewelry that matches perfectly. Houston, we are ready for launch.
I go to grab my lunch box. Horrors, I had forgotten to close it! Who knew the distance from my counter to the floor was as damaging as a drop from the Empire State Building. The yogurt top flew right off and splayed dairy product over a 2 sq. ft. area. The crackers went kamikaze and tore through their ziploc bag to crash and crumble. The soft cheese, against all laws of physics, pushed open its plastic container and rolled across the floor.
As I bent down to attend to the carnage RIIIPPPPP goes the back of my dress. I had split an already weak seam right up to my, well, use your imagination.
I'm sure the rest of the day will be fine. Like they say "Eat a bug every morning and everything else will seem easy".