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Oct
27
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the lid of the practical toilet paper holder that holds up to 6 rolls of toilet paper without looking overly industrial in tone fell off and hit his toe. “oh,” i said with great empathy when he showed me the resulting cut and bruise on his pinky toe. “i think we need a new regular toilet paper holder,” he declared in no uncertain terms. “fine,” i said. “sure. okay.”
that was weeks ago.
this morning the lid fell off and hit the 2 toes to the right of my big toe, leaving an immediate bruise and worse still, thwarting my plans for wearing my heeled boots that, when accompanied by dangly earrings, make me feel beautiful.
that was about two hours ago, and my toe is still throbbing, begging me to sit down and elevate it for at least the rest of today if not the week. but first: i’ve donned my walking shoes, loosely laced them up, and am heading to the store to buy a brand new, ordinary, everyday, one-roll-only toilet paper holder. the other one will be in the yard sale corner by lunch.
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wow I’m impressed. You have a yard sale corner. I have only a yard sale fantasy