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Sloth Moments - Entry 1
11 years ago
Today was a day. I had a sloth moment. It is not the first and won't be the last.
I had to pee. Really bad. I walk into the bathroom and see no toilet paper. Great. BUT! I remembered we've had some in the van for a few weeks now. We'd all just been too lazy to bring it in.
I walk out in the Canadian cold in my socks. (Sock picks of Coco in the future hopefully <3)
Pine needles are poking at me and the air is chilling my exposed arms. So cold! But I fight through it. I gotta get that toilet paper! I can be really determined when I need to be.
I wait for cars to pass and go to unlock the van. I open the back door and take out the toilet paper, care not to lock the keys in the car or get hit by another car. We live on a pretty busy street. With the toilet paper and keys in hand, I rush back to the door.
Its locked. Really. I stop for a minute. I couldn't believe I had locked myself out. This means I have to go around.
The dirt and grass is wet. Its so gross underneath my socks. I have pine needles stuck in my socks already and a small branch. My socks are soggy and I'm only half way in the back. I finish pushing through branches and walking through mud and finally get in the back door. Turns out my mom had locked the door confused.
The kicker? I HAD BROUGHT THE KEYS WITH ME TO UNLOCK THE CAR.
So much mud. So many sticks in my socks. So cold. For nothing. I could have unlocked the door this whole time.
This has been my sloth moment of the day.
I had to pee. Really bad. I walk into the bathroom and see no toilet paper. Great. BUT! I remembered we've had some in the van for a few weeks now. We'd all just been too lazy to bring it in.
I walk out in the Canadian cold in my socks. (Sock picks of Coco in the future hopefully <3)
Pine needles are poking at me and the air is chilling my exposed arms. So cold! But I fight through it. I gotta get that toilet paper! I can be really determined when I need to be.
I wait for cars to pass and go to unlock the van. I open the back door and take out the toilet paper, care not to lock the keys in the car or get hit by another car. We live on a pretty busy street. With the toilet paper and keys in hand, I rush back to the door.
Its locked. Really. I stop for a minute. I couldn't believe I had locked myself out. This means I have to go around.
The dirt and grass is wet. Its so gross underneath my socks. I have pine needles stuck in my socks already and a small branch. My socks are soggy and I'm only half way in the back. I finish pushing through branches and walking through mud and finally get in the back door. Turns out my mom had locked the door confused.
The kicker? I HAD BROUGHT THE KEYS WITH ME TO UNLOCK THE CAR.
So much mud. So many sticks in my socks. So cold. For nothing. I could have unlocked the door this whole time.
This has been my sloth moment of the day.
