Once in a while you have those days that seemingly start out with the best of intentions.
“Oh, look, there’s a box. I LOVE boxes. How great is this?”
Then reality sits in. That box is not quite all is was cracked up to be and just a wee bit the wrong size.
“Dang. Guess lasagna for breakfast was not a good choice. Not sure I can fix this thing.”
And, of course, one of your colleagues has to step right into the thick of everything, without giving you a second glance, just walking all over you. Oh, dear.
“Perhaps if I just lie here a bit, things will work out. Eventually.”
