Good Morning, Frankenhouse
May no else’s morning begin like this:
- Wake-up in total denial that it is morning.
- Slowly pry your eyeballs open while wondering if it would be possible to stay in bed all day.
- Curse the fact that the TV and the lights are on.
- Feel the call of nature and decide that is the ONLY reason you will get out of bed and you are COMING.RIGHT.BACK.
- Sit and do your thing.
- Reach to touch the shiny silver handle.
- Push down and feel something snap.
- Realize that the handle isn’t magically popping back up like it is supposed to.
- Curse.
- Stare at husband blankly.
- Realize that your day will involve you going to Lowe’s and talking to someone in the plumbing department.
I’d drink more coffee, but I fear it may compound my problem.
April 6th, 2007 at 8:21 am
If you need a break, come and have lunch with us. We’re eating at that fabulous little place called “Chez Gallee”. It’s wonderful. On Friday’s they have an assortment of seafood.
I hope that your day gets better.