Swell. Someone had accidently backed into his car. Luckily, they left a note and are insured so now we get to have some fun coordinating the logistics of a repair with two children, two carseats, and a full time employee who works an hour away from the repair shop that only operates during the convenient business hours of 8am to 4pm, Monday through Friday.
But on Monday, we were pleasantly surprised to find out that Brian's civilian pay account had miraculously been fixed! Hooray, our luck was finally turning around... at least until Tuesday morning. After a grueling gym workout, my dear, sweet husband grabbed himself a cup of coffee and with a spring in his step walked down the hallway to his place of duty for the day. Until... a door swung open... right into his face... and his coffee. And my poor guy had to spend the day like this:
Clearly, the cosmos are trying to tell him something. I'd say we're due for some GOOD luck at this point... perhaps we should buy a lottery ticket!


1 comment:
WHAT a SPORT for taking that PIC in the dirty shirt! Tell Brian that, too! Poor thing. I love how you called him a Charlie Brown. I love Charlie Brown and his bad karma!
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