This morning I lay in bed at 7 am willing myself back into a deep slumber, when over my window fan I heard a beeping.
Every Wednesday since we’ve moved in the garbage truck has arrived at noon at the earliest. Till today. From my bed I realized that Jim had not put out the cans yet.
I leapt from the bed and ran towards the door. Oh! Pants! Grabbed pants and hopping on one foot jammed myself in them and raced down the stairs. Into the garage and out with the can in the nick of time.
Looking down I realize:
- My pants are on backwards.
- I’m braless.
- I’m wearing a shirt that has a Mario Bros mystery block and says “I’d hit that.”