So on a Saturday morning I'm driving along a residential street, happily on my way to meet a friend for some great and rarely gotten "girl time". However, due to various last second things popping up (as they always do), I was running a bit behind schedule, so I had no "lee-way" in travel time.
Naturally, I drove by--and I'm not exaggerating---5 yard sales in a matter of a mile and a half. And no time to stop and peruse for my furniture fixation. FIVE! 1-2-3-4-5! Ugh! and no time to stop.
I'm still picking bits of cranium out of my car seat.
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Tuesday, October 28, 2008
How to Make my Brain Implode
So on a Saturday morning I'm driving along a residential street, happily on my way to meet a friend for some great and rarely gotten "girl time". However, due to various last second things popping up (as they always do), I was running a bit behind schedule, so I had no "lee-way" in travel time.
Naturally, I drove by--and I'm not exaggerating---5 yard sales in a matter of a mile and a half. And no time to stop and peruse for my furniture fixation. FIVE! 1-2-3-4-5! Ugh! and no time to stop.
I'm still picking bits of cranium out of my car seat.
Naturally, I drove by--and I'm not exaggerating---5 yard sales in a matter of a mile and a half. And no time to stop and peruse for my furniture fixation. FIVE! 1-2-3-4-5! Ugh! and no time to stop.
I'm still picking bits of cranium out of my car seat.
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