I don't have the sense I was born with. About an hour ago I went into the garage and the door between the utility room and garage slammed behind me...the door which still has no handle.
After much faffing with various tools there was no option but to climb over the car....no room between the front of the car and the walls to squeeze past...carrying the big step ladder and climb the high, locked gate at the side of the house and slide down the gate into my garden. My neighbours now have a note explaining the flip flop which flew off during this ungainly leg swing over the top of the gate and which is now in their garden.
Made a coffee, one post on Carrust's thread and I was calm enough to go back into the garage........where the door with no handle slammed behind me and I once again found myself climbing over the car, over the ladder over the......you've got it.. :-( x
For those that don't already know - me and Gness are twins separated at birth.
We don't look alike - I am a tall, slim international supermodel....and gness isn't ;-)
The smiling man from next door has just returned my flip flop...He looked at small me..pointed to the gate and said...How on earth did you get over that?
So....Sunny-Dave....one man appreciates my antics! ;-) x
Gness, you are nice and funny, and always make me smile. :)
But, for gawd sakes woman, you need to ask yourself questions and sum up the consequences before you even attempt doing anything. x
Ahh but Society...If I ask myself...Can I? the answer is always..Yes of course you can!
My sixties will be fun and adventure and shocking the grandchildren. ;-) x
What - another drama? Brilliant! I think Rocky deserves best answer //You're the female equivalent of Frank Spencer ;) // You truly are, Gness (chuckle!)
Hi Ann...every cloud....the man next door has always been a bit shy and reserved with me...not now though.....Standing there with my flip flop and looking at the gate has broken the ice....x