Riot and Frolic

a mostly ballroom dance, but also a bunch of other stuff, blog

Full disclosure: this post does not relate to the prescribed schedule put forth by the editor, nor does it really have any point to it at all.

I hate laundry.  And washing dishes.  And putting clean sheets on the bed.  I did all of these things tonight begrudingly because it's MY JOB.  I was one of those worker bees who was just going through the motions with no joy or conviction, which ironically, I had been lamenting that exact kind of person earlier in the day.  

[remove old pillowcases]

[get new pillowcases]

[wrestle pillows into new pillowcases]

[rustle remaining fabric looking for fitted sheet]

[unfurl fitted sheet]

[turn fitted sheet 3 times because can't figure out which way fitted sheet fits on bed]

[tuck corners of fitted sheet around mattress]

Kate: What the f$%^ is that?

[reach hand under newly stretched sheet to remove large lump in middle of bed]

Kate: SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Yes, I literally squealed.  Right after putting the girls to bed.  Didn't care.

The lump?  One of my lost things.  The super kick-ass, totally plain, yet yay-black-and-white-stripes, made-my boobs-look-awesome shirt.

That's been missing for A YEAR.

Yeah, the shirt that I lost on this great trip to Chicago where The G and I demonstrated we have no idea how to take a picture together, but my pants match the art in the background, so it's okay.

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The trip where I also took my favorite photos ever and found these cute shoes at Old Navy which APPARENTLY DIDN'T EXIST AT ANY OTHER OLD NAVY IN THE WORLD.

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And I got new business cards.  

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Let's do more chores!

Boom.  Great day.

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