So, I got to work this morning and realized I've made a huge, expensive, too late to change it MISTAKE. I ordered the wrong stuff for an experiment, and it's a no-refund kind of a thing. I said some bad words, then went to fess up to my boss. Who is a saint. She is really, really mad at me, but she didn't throw anything at me or fire me, or curse at me (at least not in front of me).
BUT BEFORE I REALIZED THIS MISTAKE, I did some laundry at home. Before I was down to my last pair of panties without holes in them. I thought I was really being a good kid. Then I took the wet stuff out of the washer, and this is how it went:
Me: Hey, what's that in the little groove inside the door?
Other Me: Huh. Looks like you left your lip balm in your pants.
Other Me: That's okay, the lid's still on it. No harm, no foul. But look, there's something else in there.
Me: Crap! It's my flash drive, which contains the semi-revised first draft of my first ever completed first draft.
Other Me: Well, that's okay, it's your back up, right? Right?
Me: Ummm. Well, yes, but it's the back up for my laptop, which, as we know, erased itself the other day.
Other Me: It might be time to rethink that whole sobriety thing.
So that's how my day is going. How are things in your neck of the woods?
(The good news is, I just plugged the flash drive into my desktop at work, and my files are still there, and I re-backed them up!)