I picked up my wallet, and my phone, to stick in my purse prior to heading to the bedroom.
I picked up my purse, looked down, and there it was. In my purse. The mouse, I mean.
Oh, yeah, baby. I picked up the mouse, instead.
I guess I’m trying to wrap my head around waaaayyy too many things!
Happy trails, y'all!
Happy trails it is!!
ReplyDeleteI was just wondering, if you hadn't realized you had the mouse instead of your wallet and went to a story, when you got ready to pay. . . could you just "click and pay"? You know, like paypal or something?
ReplyDeleteCouldn't resist.
HAHA! I think we must have been separated at birth, I got to the gas station Sunday and went to pick up my cell phone only to realize I had taken the home phone instead, there it was on the front seat...thank God my hubs didn't see that, I would never live it down. ello? ello?
ReplyDeleteMaybe you could get a phone-mouse...or a mouse-phone...a phouse...or something like that. That way when the phone rings while you are on the computer, voila! It's already in your hand!
ReplyDeleteSharon! That's funny!
ReplyDeleteAbby - I think you're right! I can so see myself doing that.
Irish - that would freaking work. Want to co-patent it? Let's do!!
I think it walked there on it's own, the poor mouse got lonely at home alone with that boring keyboard.
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