No Turning Back

I've had a nagging suspicion regarding my love relationship for quite some time now. This morning I had a startling confirmation.

Having just gotten back from a three day trip and being tired from lack of sleep, I slept in a bit (meaning I drug myself out of bed at 7am). Finishing up my shower and putting on my makeup, I was a bit chilly so I slipped on my pajama top. I'm bending over the counter top getting close to the mirror, allowing my mature eyes to better focus, which means parts of my anatomy were rather exposed.  The Boy Scout walks by and stops at the bathroom door. I pause to look at him and he gazes back for a second and then says, "You're t-shirt is on inside out." And keeps walking.

Yuppers, the honeymoon is over.  On to the next phase.

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