I was out on Sunday, having a good day. I went to see a shoe exhibit at a local museum (shoes as art - I know!!), I stopped and had my car washed, and treated myself to lunch.
Then I felt a couple of my Christmas gift cards burning a hole in my Burberry, so I thought I'd better stop and see what my favorite store had to offer. Can you guess what was on display, right as I walked through the door?
As if to add insult to injury, do you know what I found after I was able to stumble past that display?
End of good Sunday.
More to follow on these nightmares in future posts. For now - tell me how you deal with stuff that seems like it's there just to ruin your day.