So what do you do when you accidentally leave your water bottle half open then throw it in your bag as per usual on your way out the door, thus getting water all over your stuff, but you don’t realize it until forty minutes later when you get home?
What do you do when you’ve effectively sogged your Coach wallet, the contents of your Coach wallet, a library book and your work MacBook?
You swear a blue streak, experience a wretched case of the shakes, pay a panicked visit to your boyfriend, Google, and find some rice is what you do.
Then you quietly, internally freak out, text your IT guy coz you’re too chickenshit to call, confess your sins and pray to Allah/Buddha/Yahweh that the damage is minimal and that you don’t have to pay for it.
And then you wonder how you’re gonna keep blogging when all your files and programs and bookmarks and stuff are on that damned MacBook.
But then you bend like the willow in the wind, and you haul out your trusty, clunky, heavy-ass PC and its accompanying bag to take to work. (Damn, this sucker’s heavy!) You plan a repentant trip to the public library and make ready to pay some fines. (Alas, Snow Queen! I hadn’t even begun reading you!) You compose a weekend end blog post that explains your dilemma and hope all your regulars now understand why you were unable to respond to all of the previous days’ comments. (Sorry, guys!)
And you breathe. Tell your story to as many people as possible to assuage your guilt and tamp down your trepidation. And find appropriate photos for your blog that illustrate the debacle.
Ah, March! I am SO done with you. I don’t care if you’re every blogger’s darling for bringing in the spring. You are the devil and you need to die.