Recently, I had a momentary lapse in judgement. Bigger than normal.
I decided to paint fence:
a) on a windy day
b) in a bikini top and shorts - in my defense, it was a little traveled road and I wanted to work on a tan
c) with a puppy
You might say it was a trifecta of bad decisions in a very rapid succession. Not one of my finest moments, let me tell you.
How did it all end you might ask? I stood in the middle of the shower while Wesley very patiently took a cotton ball, dipped in turpentine, and rubbed it over all the pretty little silver dots scattered across my body. I then had to scrub the tub top to bottom (so if you're keeping up with this, I now smelled like turpentine AND bleach) and then take another shower. Thankfully, the weather was cool for the next few days and I could justify wearing long sleeved shirts in public. Ohhhhhh, every time I think I may be making a smooth transition into adulthood.... I take one step forward and two giant leaps backward.
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