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Monday.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Dec 28, 2020
  • 1 min read

Where was I at 7 am this morning? At the grocery store.


No it wasn't because I have my shit together and was going shopping for our weekly needs.


It was because I was buying every damn draino product under the sun. My middle one informed me that toliet was overflowing, and because I am a human lie detector, I got her to admit, it was in fact she who did it.


Upon rushing up the stairs, I found that she had painted an accurate picture, and water was indeed over flowing out of the toliet, onto the bathroom floor, into our hallway.


MotherF$%#^&!


I grabbed the plunger and got to work, to no avail. Hence my 7am trip to the grocery store.


2020. Monday. You can both suck it.


Just poured a bottle of draino down the toliet.


Now I pray to the porcelain gods.


2020, move along, nothing to see here.


Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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