I started off my stellar week by locking myself out of my office this morning. No wait, actually, I started my week by stepping out of my house and dropping those little Hoya Bella cuttings which I had potted to give to my boss as a mother’s day gift onto my foot. Oh, by the way, they were in a terracotta pot with glass marbles on the top to make them pretty. And heavy. Ouch.
I hobbled across campus to my office where I rifled frantically through my purse only to come to the realization that I had locked my keys inside the gallery on Friday afternoon. Ug. Rather than limp across campus to Public Safety, I borrowed a phone and called and was rescued minutes later by a nice PS officer with a really big keyring. And she didn’t even call me a dope.
Here’s hoping that the rest of the week is less calamity-filled.
