Whatever you do, don't scare the gardener!
Today the gardeners for the bi-monthly maintenance. We don't have much landscaping, so they just trim things back and keep our yard from embarrassing the neighbors. It's pretty simple, which is a good thing, because Mr. Le and I have a little bit of a language barrier. I do a lot of hand signals when I talk to him.
Well, when I heard them arrive today, I was melded to the loveseat, hairless, wearing my yoga pants that are covered in cat hair. I realized I needed to talk to the gardener, so I leapt up, ran to the bathroom, changed into jeans, and put some hair on.
The funny part is that because it's the gardener, I made sure I put on the same wig (out of over 20 wigs!) that I wore last time he saw me. Why? I guess in my little head I figure, we already have a language barrier, it's best not to confuse matters any further!
Yeah, sometimes I think I'm crazy, too.
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