Went across to the shops, primary aim was to get a bathroom cleaning scrub.
Walked around..... bought bath soap, bought toilet paper, bought ciggies, bought toothpaste, topped up my train card, stopped to talk to a shop auntie, decided to buy lunch, stopped to talk to another shop uncle, had a smoke, then happily walked home laden witih goods.
5 minutes later, just as my foot hovered above the threshold, it dawned on me.... No bathroom scrub. Argh! If you were psychic, you'd have heard my mental scream.
I hate when I do this to myself.
UPDATE :
Eventually went back to the shops so I could get my scrub. All was well. Until the bloody scrubbing broom broke half way. Finished off the floor to the bathroom on my hands and knees. Something telling me I should leave all housework for the weekend, eh?
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5 comments:
I sure am glad I am not the only person who does stuff like that. :)
Peace
Smokings not good for you!
Greg, trust me, it does not happen often. *crosses fingers*
Rob, if my family and a ton of docters haven't worked for a decade, I doubt your single comment would either.
*wry grin*
Thanks for the comment, nevertheless.
I quit 4 months ago, so let me be your motivation!
Good on you, Rob.
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