Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Check your common sense at the door

Common Sense by frotzed2 As I get older, I'm increasingly sure that my wife Erin thinks this saying about me a lot.  As soon as I get home I must "check my common sense at the door."

Just tonight we are doing laundry and I went up to get a new basket.  I picked up a weird one, with whites and a dark sweater and shirt on top.  But I picked it up and away I went, Erin was there and could have said something anyway.  Get them in the wash and away we go.

Not 10 minutes later Erin comes out and asks whether I took the basket of whites down. . . that were clean.

It gets worse. . . I was the one who switched the whites and brought them upstairs in the first place.

Truthfully, this would not be the first time something like that happened.  Just a few days ago, while going to bed, Erin mentioned not doing a parents night out for Rachel since it's too late for her.  First thing in the morning Rachel talks about it being pajama day at school, and I tell her she can go.

I guess you'd call it my alter ego.  Clark Kent was a bit of a bumbling dolt while in secretly he became the best superhero there is, Superman.  I wonder when my super power is going to come out?


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