In a desperate attempt to not have to wash my hair (and dry it for 87 hours) I did not lay in the bed and ponder the thought of just washing my bangs so it would still look presentable.
I did not head out the door only to discover it was raining...and that I had wasted 87 said hours of my life for nothing...because my hair looks like a dandelion gave birth on it when it's raining.
I also did NOT go back in the house and get a plastic Publix bag...proceed to put it over my head...and walk out to the car...forever traumatizing my children with embarrassment.
The bag did NOT have a hole in it.
I did not discover that a certain freaksihly large poodle in our house had lost his lunch in one of the kids rooms...and then pretend not to see it till my husband found it...and cleaned it. That would make me a horrible wife...and an equally horrible human being in general.
"And whatever I do, may it always bring glory to you"
