LWL Musings #23

Said to my husband as I was leaving to do errands:  “Are there any gifts that you want from the Dollar Store?”

So our elevator broke at work.  I work on the 4th floor.  I received an email from the building office manager that there were six boxes of copy paper left in the hallway on the first floor next to the elevator that had an “Out of Order” sign on it. She said no one else in the building had ordered paper and since there was no documentation with it, it must be mine.  Except I did not order copy paper either.  But after I received the third email and one phone call, I said, Fine, I’ll take the damn copy paper.  And no one had better renege on it because after hauling the damn boxes up the stairs, I am not giving it up now.

I was so pissed that I had to go to store the day before Thanksgiving that when I got home, I ran down the hall saying I had to quickly get to the bathroom and then sat in there for 30 minutes playing a game on my phone.

Dear God, I am too tired to pray today. Please forgive me. Amen.

You know, sometimes I will just call myself an “OK Boomer” and I am okay with it.

I was preparing to bake last weekend and unfortunately discovered that I was out of baking soda.  I was getting ready to go to the store and get more when my husband pulled the box of baking soda out of the refrigerator and said I could use that.  (Yeah, for the record I did not).

Conversation with my husband:
“Lori , we are trying to save money”  Me: “Okay,” as I open the McDonald’s Chicken McNugget Kids meal to feed to my dog.

I was waiting for my ride after work and this new girl pushed the Emergency Exit button to leave the building. As she left I just knew the building police were going to come running and ask me what my emergency was. (And then I learned you can push that button and nothing happens.  Good to know).

My daughter and I got into an argument about fish throw-up.  I told her fish don’t throw-up and she told me they do.  Damn Internet.

 

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