I wish you could have been with me the other day when I was checking out apartments for senior living. I had gone into several different properties and I wanted to make sure this shower would be high enough that it would not hit me in the middle of the chest, but the top of the head.
I had turned to say something to the little leasing agent, and the friend who I had traveling with me.
My arm hit the diverter in the shower, and ice cold water poured all over me from the top of my head to the bottom of my pant legs. I looked like a drowned rat.
I stepped out of the shower and started laughing hysterically…because the little leasing girl looked like she was going to faint. She didn’t understand what I was saying, “this is going to be great for my blog”!
I think she was afraid I was going to sue…I was falling down laughing.
When we got out in the sunshine, I didn’t go back in the nice leasing office. I linked off to the car. I got my friend to get the leasing papers.
If you can’t laugh at yourself, you might as well stay home!