The only time I’m an impulse shopper is in the grocery store. You could put used straws in a pretty package and I’d be like, oh my!
So I bought a loofah-mitt I probably wouldn’t use anyway.
After buying enough groceries to give an airlift a hernia, I brought it all inside and put the loofah on the edge of the bathtub. Hope I remember to use it, I said in my head.
A few minutes later, as I sat at my computer, my dog came by and dropped a toy on the floor, which is her way of starting a chase. I said, “just a minute, Sheena, I’m work… wait a minute. What the?”
It was the loofah. She had taken it from the tub and brought it to me, thinking it was a dog toy. “You forgot to give this to me,” her cocked head and wagging tail seemed to say.
I laughed till I cried. Oh yes, she got her chase. And the loofah too.