The Bad Day

It is raining like there is no tomorrow (there might not be, we could all be washed away the rate this is going) and my CD player has jammed and One Direction is playing on loop. I would turn it off but I am sitting on a beanbag and it is near impossible to get off one whilst still looking dignified. Not that dignity is a necessity, it’s just nice to pretend you are sophisticated once in a while.


One thought on “The Bad Day

  1. Oh man- I hear ya! I got stuck in a massage chair at Brookstone recently {I’m 27 weeks pregnant, mind you}…and I opted to keep my “dignity” intact by waiting until my husband could hoist me outta there without any necessary grunting.

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