If this keeps happening, I may just have a new category.
B: Hey I’m the only one allowed to do that.
Me: What? Walk outside naked?
Me: I just took a few things to the recycling bin. I figure I better do it while I still have the chance. Once the new neighbors build their house, my days of streaking are over.
Screech. Back up da bus or hold the door. GoT casual reference and nope, I have never seen that show. Though I hear I would have one or two years to binge watch and catch up. Anyhow, moving along, the above is NOT exactly what happened.
Scene: I got home from work first. I changed clothes. I unloaded the dishwasher and added my lunch dishes. It’s a beautiful day in good ole China Grove. I went outside. I played with the dogs; then I fed them. I took out the recycling. All these are Lulu’s jobs when she is here. She is not here 😦 I am dressed actually … with all pertinent parts covered … my attire though … well let’s just say my attire is somewhat skimpy.
Take two …
B: Hey, I’m the only one allowed to do that.
Me: Walk outside in your underwear?
Me: I just took a few things to the recycling bin. I figure I better do it while I still have the chance. Once the new neighbors build their house, my days of partially exposing myself are over.
B: What would you do if my dad came over right now?
Me: I guess he’d get a free show. Lol
Poor Popo, he’d be so embarrassed but I think he is kinda used to me by now. And it only took @ 34 years. I mean c’mon, the nest is empty and it’s our anniversary month. Plus, I am only following the advice of a fellow blogger … easing into it actually. Thank you Fred 😉
As always, more to come.