Everytime, without fail, the first thing I think of when I walk into the dry cleaners is, "Maybe today. Maybe today will be the day that the cleaner doesn't have to push the button that rotates the clothes and brings your freshly pressed garments to you because my clothes will be right in front, waiting for me."
Yesterday, my friends, was that day. I knew the odds were not in my favor but I whole-heartedly beleived that one day it would happen. And happen it did, as if my skirt knew I was coming.
This incident has restored my hope that the day will come that my luggage will be the first piece off the ramp at baggage claim. I girl can dream, can't she?
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About Me
- Heather
- My name is Heather. I think only my husband and my mom read this blog. (Probably just my mom, though...when I force her to.) I am a case manager turned stay at home mama to a sweet baby boy. I make pumpkin pies from scratch and don't believe in soup from a can. I have been in love with my husband since I was 12 years old. I am not a morning person.
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