Yesterday, I disinfected my hands about a million times….in a row. Couldn't scrub them hard enough or long enough.
Yep, I did.
A million times. At least.
Why, you ask?
Well….because I'm a bonehead. Oh, and I don't wear hoodies into a bathroom stall anymore. Ever.
Yesterday, I went to go and work out at the Y. Went to the bathroom and dropped my keys in the toilet.
Oh, yes I did.
Thank goodness I hadn't gone in it yet, but still. Ain't nothing grand about plunging your hand in that. And I am positive that I heard laughter coming from the stall next to me.
But it wasn't my fault.
A nest, people. I was building my nest. I know you ladies know what I'm talking about. When the keys slipped out of the pocket on my hoodie and into the depths of the abyss.
Ugh. I'm might need some therapy for this one.
and some more disinfectant…..
It's a wonder my husband stays with me. For I am a bonehead.