A Round Toit

I used to have a bad habit of saying I will do (__fill in the blank__) when I get around to it. That worked well for me for quite a while, until some smart a. creative person started marketing the Round Toit. The problem with this..creative person... was that they effectively shut down a perfectly acceptable method of putting a child or the Daddy on hold for more than a minute and a half.

So, because I now HAVE a Round Toit, I have caught up on my email, corresponded with some people, realized how hideously behind I am with the laundry and that I am also out of laundry soap, discovered that my cupboards and Mother Hubbard's are amazingly similar, tossed a load of dishes in the dishwasher and discovered that the twinnies had stood on the door of it a few too many times, came to the conclusion that monster bedrooms should not require hazmat gear when trying to walk around in them, and totally spaced the fact that Fridays are piano lesson days.

I think I was much happier, though admittedly more clueless, BEFORE I had a Round Toit. Can I interest anyone in a gently used, like new, Round Toit?

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