Some days, the depths of my own stupidity really amazes me.
Last night, as part of my preparations for going on vacation for a week, I worked on straightening up the apartment a bit, primarily by utilizing the time-honored method of picking up stacks of old mail and papers, dumping them in garbage bags, and taking them out to the dumpster (it’s not as bad as it might sound — lots of clutter, very little actual filth — but my family has a long tradition of never letting any flat space go uncovered for more than about ten minutes, and the piles tend to build up after a while).
This morning, while in the shower, I suddenly realized that I hadn’t set my AdSense profit check from Google aside into a separate pile when I got it.
Oh.
Crap.
Finished my shower in record time, took a look around my apartment, and confirmed my fear — the check wasn’t anywhere around.
Let me tell you, crawling into your apartment’s dumpster to retrieve your trashbags from the night before — after other tenants had added their trash bags, not all of which were closed properly, if at all — and then standing next to the dumpster, ripping them open, and pawing through them trying to find one particular envelope is not an enjoyable way to start a day.
Luckily, though, not only had the trash not been picked up yet, but I was able to find the check (at the bottom of the second bag, naturally).
Man, that was icky, though.
Today’s just a two-shower morning, I guess.
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