After watching Fantastic Mr. Fox with Jon today so we could watch The Informant! with everyone else on Friday (note the corresponding exclaimation mark in the title!), I was seized with the desire to do something stealthily.
Something which actually needed to be done stealthily, of course.
So I decided to wash my new clothes.
I washed them in the bathroom with the door closed while my mother was hanging out a batch of washing.
And then I waited until she had finished hanging up said washing, and finished fussing over the locking of the door and the switching off of the mains.
And I waited some more, until I heard her bathroom door close, indicating that she was taking a shower.
And it was then that I snuck out to the backyard to hang out my new clothes, which I shall instruct PoBe to remove from the laundry poles as soon as they are dry.
But there's a slight problem with all this - how on earth am I ever going to dare to wear these clothes?
***
Fantastic Mr. Fox was pretty good. Maybe it's time to forgive Ong Sor Fern for giving Troy 5 stars.
Yes, I have held a grudge against her for that long.
Something which actually needed to be done stealthily, of course.
So I decided to wash my new clothes.
I washed them in the bathroom with the door closed while my mother was hanging out a batch of washing.
And then I waited until she had finished hanging up said washing, and finished fussing over the locking of the door and the switching off of the mains.
And I waited some more, until I heard her bathroom door close, indicating that she was taking a shower.
And it was then that I snuck out to the backyard to hang out my new clothes, which I shall instruct PoBe to remove from the laundry poles as soon as they are dry.
But there's a slight problem with all this - how on earth am I ever going to dare to wear these clothes?
***
Fantastic Mr. Fox was pretty good. Maybe it's time to forgive Ong Sor Fern for giving Troy 5 stars.
Yes, I have held a grudge against her for that long.
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