Yes, exactly what you were thinking. One of those handy jar opener things.
I mean, that independent lady stuff is all good and well. I am totally sticking to that. But you know what would really be nice? A boy. To open jars. Because I just spent about 10 minutes wrestling with this ridiculous, impossibly-sealed jar of pineapple salsa. The result? After suffering what felt like a nearly broken hand, I gave up and scrapped my dinner plans altogether in exchange for something that does not involve fighting with lids until my hand is red and my wrist is sore. And I am just saying, this is not the first time I have lost such a battle. They make some of those things insanely tight okay.
Work from home tomorrow! This unfortunately means I have no excuse not to wash all of that laundry that I've been putting off for a month. I probably shouldn't admit this in writing. But I may have had to resort to washing certain important articles of clothing in the sink.
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