Our bathroom sink is plugged. Ugh. It smells like farts in our house because of it.
I have no clue why a clogged sink would smell farty.
Nonetheless, I have resorted to washing my face in the kitchen sink, which is currently occupied with dishes I feel no desire to clean...That's not the point.
The point is, I used a washcloth and I was stabbed with a shooting sharpness.
Yes, this little burr made friends with my face.
Thank you plugged sink.
Thank you farty smell.
Thank you burr.....
Thank you Jesus for running water.
Finding things to be thankful is way better than complaining...
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