I’m a sitcom.

  Found out my headlight was out this morning in freezing rain. Then I spilled coffee on my pants.  Talked to the broker who will rent our house for my  entire plan he sounds like Billy Bob from Varsity Blues.  Came home and tried to change the light bulb myself and tore up my hands trying to loosen it.  Dogs crapped in the house.  Well Comet did.  So I picked it up and tried to flush it but since it’s huge it clogged the toilet.  So I got to plunge that.  Went to make sloppy joes.  Meats still frozen. …

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