It seemed like an ordinary day. Getting out of bed, doing some things that needed doing, and then retiring to the Reading Room for getting a few other things accomplished. The first photo, while seemingly innocuous, was just a portent of things to come ...
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| Oh Geeze - the toilet roll is getting a little low. |
And then it happens, just like in a horror movie, when the spooky sound builds up and the shadows get murky, and the inevitable catastrophe happens!!
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(Insert sounds of shrieking and wailing and gnashing of teeth)
OH NO!! THERE ARE NO REPLACEMENT ROLLS!!
WHAT IF CATASTROPHE HAPPENS AND SOMEBODY EATS
TACO BELL FOR LUNCH!!
WHAT IF SOMEBODY GETS A STOMACH VIRUS!!
(Insert more sounds of despair, including schlumping on the floor, kicking) |
Of course, this is a real dilemma, but since I am secretly Super Mom, I somehow manage to get in my super roller skate of a car and make it to Kroger before all the toilet paper is sold because somebody heard it might snow in Nashville (never mind that it is in the middle of a very hot summer - in Nashville we take our snow very seriously). Moments later, not only have I managed to procure, pay for, put in the car, drive home, unload the car, and unpack the toilet paper, I have also managed to reload the supply. Peace and security reigns once again in the toilet.
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| (Insert smiles and sounds of contented flushing) |
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Today is a gift because: GDiz and Steve's trip to the flea market and purchases of glider and picnic table; Lindley time
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