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So, here’s a funny story for you. Yesterday I get up and head for the bathroom. While I am in the bathroom I hear a knock on our screened in porch door. I look out the window and see the terminix truck. I thought this was weird since I didn’t receive a postcard or phone call letting me know when they were coming. So I throw on some more decent clothes over my pj’s and head for the door to let him in. He comes in and starts playing the bug repellent in the corners of the windows and as he heads towards my room that when I remember that I have the sex toy I am giving away on my dresser. And that I have a few others on my book shelf (since I forgot to put them away after drying and really don’t have a box big enough anymore). What did I do? Freeze. I probably should have told him to give me a moment or something and let him do the bathroom first, but no. I just freeze, mortified. He most definitely saw the one on the dresser. I watched him eyeball it. I do not think he saw the ones on my book shelf, since my book shelves are so cluttered with random stuff. When he looked back at me he had a smirk on his face. Luckily he didn’t say anything. If he would have, I would have died. Once he left my room-mate came out of his room and saw me standing there with my hand over my mouth laughing hysterically. I am sure I was the story of his day. I am probably the talk at the office. Everyone he knows probably knows now.

It still makes me laugh.