Sorry About Your Head

This morning after my third-times-a-charm-coffee-debacle, I tried to make the best of it and get on with my day.  Guess it really wasn’t meant to be.

My dryer has the loudest buzzer on it when the drying cycle is over as it goes into the anti-wrinkle cycle.  When it goes off, my girls and I cover our ears, wait it out and then sprint to the dryer to turn it off before the next buzzer sounds.  This morning my older daughter may have opened it a bit too far.  Because when I came in a bit later, I found this…

Jasper and Leo exploring a new-to-them space.  And Jasper, with all his usual attitude just dove in deeper when I tried to pull him out.  Thanks for making my morning even better cat!

And yes, that is a used dryer sheet on the floor.  It’s the latest rage in laundry room decor.  Feel free to pin it!

I stopped at Costco for one thing in particular.  Couldn’t find it but certainly didn’t waste a trip there.  They had my favorite workout tops in five new colors!  I had to have one of each.  Of course, they were the wrong size, so I then had to go back to exchange them before they ran out of a color.  That would be sad.  I need them all!

And fruit.  Apparently I also need lots of fruit.

So remember the wedge sandal that tried to kill me last week?

It has finally given all it can give.  The strap on the back of one heel broke.  Its days of being my favorite are over.  Of course, it decided to break as soon as I arrived at the office this morning.  So I got to limp along all day, trying not to have a repeat of lady-like, graceful moves.

But now I have a dilemma.  Do I buy another pair of the same sandal?  They are inexpensive.  Only $50 or so.  But the shoe didn’t really last very long.  I haven’t even had them a year!  I’ve had to glue both heels back in place more than once.  And the back straps have been nursed along for a while now.  I can’t decide.  Tell me what to do!

The next oops made me feel so bad!  Last night, I installed my bike rack on the back of my vehicle.  We have a few rides coming up soon.  The rack itself is black.  I’ve had it for a couple of years and always have an issue with people running into the rack while walking around my vehicle.

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You would think that wouldn’t happen very often, until you take into consideration this tidbit.  In Oregon it is against the law to pump your own gas.  One of the many things I love about my new state, but can you see where this is going?  Time after time, gas attendants have bumped their heads on the bike rack.  I have even wrapped hot pink duct tape around the horizontal bars to make it more visible.  Today, it didn’t matter.  Poor guy slammed into it so hard, it shook my entire vehicle.  I apologized profusely, but he just laughed it off, playing the tough guy.  Sorry my Monday Oops rubbed off on you guy!

Are you a clothes hoarder when you find something you love?

Should I buy another pair of my current, favorite shoe knowing full well they will probably only last one season?

How do I make my bike rack more visible to spare injuring more innocent gas attendants?

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2 thoughts on “Sorry About Your Head

  1. hungryrunnergirl

    I might have to copy you with those Costco workout tops! LOVE those wedges too. I can’t believe your not allowed to pump your own gas in Oregon…interesting! Poor gas guy!

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    1. Whine Less Post author

      They are the best tops! Think they are maybe $13 each. And I love that they are longer in length so they don’t ride up!

      I think New Jersey is another state that doesn’t allow self-pumping. I love it, especially when it’s yucky outside.

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