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I’m basically Beyonce sexy

24 Jul

I can start a day off right.

Well I’ll just tell you the story, shall I?

Last night I couldn’t get my phone to charge- I had left it in my truck and it overheated and went all haywire on me for a while.  And I haven’t gotten internet in my house yet. And I needed to do some things that involved me connecting to the world. So I was bored and frustrated. My best friend was out being a butthead (another story entirely).

So I just went to bed without doing like… any chores (and my house is a construction zone so there are always plenty).

I left my laundry in the basket like only half of it folded and still sitting in the bedroom floor in the hamper by the closet…

And got up and did my morning shower and animal chasing and lunch packing and sock matching routine and went to work.

Then I was like, holy crap. What is this smell in here? And I searched for a while before I figured out I hadn’t left an old sandwich in my desk or whatever… it was me.

Then I had to locate it.

I had dog barf on the back of my shirt.

That happened.

I calmly got up and walked out to my truck parked on the street in front of one of the other municipal buildings in our complex, found a different shirt, changed shirts, and walked nonchalantly back inside.

…Then two of the firemen from the building next door came over to introduce themselves.

! facepalm !

They totally saw me change my shirt.

I should have asked them to hose the dog barf off for me.

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