Wednesday, May 25, 2005

What the...

I hate to say it, but I did it again. At least any other time I did it, I did it at home. The first couple of times it happened, I thought I was finding a puddle on the floor after a young neighbor was in there. After a couple more times, I concluded it was me making the mess.

This time it happened at the center where I volunteer. ! What to do? What to do? I debated running home and changing - because I not only got the toilet and floor, but my pants as well!, but wasn't sure how to explain my sudden departure.

I decided it wasn't that much longer before it would be time for me to leave, so I just sucked it up and wore the pants. Only the top, rear of my waistband was wet, so I just made sure my shirt was always covering it. I had to sit forward in my car driving home so as not to touch my wet pants to myself, or my car. Luckily it's only 2 miles.

I'm so gross, can you believe I snagged me a husband?