Count to ten. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.
(Wipes brow) Okay, I'm fine now.
Steve forgot to take his cell phone to work today, which meant that our mechanic couldn't get hold of him, which meant the van didn't get worked on today, which means that besides not having any wheels today, I won't have any tomorrow either.
Never blog in anger. Never blog in anger.
1, 2, 3, 4, .......
2 comments:
I'm imagining that some poor pillow had the stuffing ripped out of it somewhere between 1 and 10...
Sorry about your continued marooned-ness...
I find that ice cream helps : D
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