Our apartment complex is reasonably clean. People let their dogs go where they should not, but things generally get picked up fairly quickly.
On Tuesday morning I looked out the sliding door to see that a piece of litter had fallen by the edge of the patio.
After smirking at the obvious message I walked down the street to see if the other litter I had noticed the day before was still there.
Clearly I am currently failing to suffer from a high enough baby fever and so the litter universe is conspiring to remind me of what I am missing.
I told my husband that when I had seen pregnancy tests by the side of the road before I had assumed that it was the same test that had simply blown away in a storm and then been blown back a few weeks later. But this one was Answer rather than First Response, so clearly it could not be the same test. Either there is a very odd person around, or tossing pregnancy tests out the car window is normal around here.
His response? “I think it is really funny that you know the difference between the brands of pregnancy tests.”
I informed him that the previous test(s) were a different color, not to mention the fact that the wrapper was labeled, and had different words than the one(s) I had seen last month. Perhaps it is odd that I stop to examine litter when it looks like a pregnancy test (or wrapper, or box) but at least I am not the one tossing pregnancy tests by the side of the road!
Is fascination with litter a sign of impending insanity?
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