Dripping with Irony

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I stood in the shower this morning, absentmindedly going through the get-clean routine and thinking about what I’d like to knock off of the honey-do list today:

Put a new sweep on the bottom of the front door? Yeah, winter’s on the way. Dump the grass collected when the kids mowed yesterday. Better get on that right away, before it starts to stink. Plug the hole where the cable comes out of the house outside the den. Mm-hmm. Go get groceries with my better half and throw something in the Crock Pot for supper….

Suddenly a light bulb went off over my head.

Literally.

The bulb over the shower had blown, went kaput, illuminated its last idea session.

I dropped my head in the dark, took a deep breath, blew it out through the water running down my face and started over:

Replace the light bulb in the shower. Put a new sweep on the bottom of the front door. Dump the grass…

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