More than once I heard (and read online) that participating in a SGK 3 Day is a life changing event. "It will literally change your life."
And because I am sheep, I've parroted the line a few times myself, but it really hit home today.
You should know, I've always had a visceral reaction to the color pink. It's always been a deep down disgust, bordering on stupid it's been so bad. Neon pink, I've been fine with and learned to like. But pink-pink?
No thank you.
But today a box of t-shirts came in the mail; a week or so ago Woot had packs of 5 t-shirts at an abnormally low price, and I ordered some for the Spouse Thingy. The thing is, one did not get to choose the colors of the t-shirts one would receive.
One of the shirts in the Woot box was a light pink t-shirt.
He looked at them and said I could have the pink one if I wanted, and instead groaning and sticking my tongue out at it, I grabbed it.
I wanted it.
If that's not a major change for me, nothing is.
You know, that toe.
The one that I broke a month ago.
The one that has a bump on it and still hurts.
Yeah. Not my brightest move to date, and is proof that housework--I was sweeping--is evil and best left to professionals.