Totally exhausted on a flight this week. Got up to go to the washroom, and as I staggered back to my seat my Love cuff apparently flew off my wrist and landed two rows back under some guy’s seat. I didn’t even realize it until a man said, “Ma’am, you’ve lost your bracelet.” I was so out of it, that I groggily dropped to my knees to hunt for it. The poor guy reached down and handed it to me.
I swear, after that every time I looked at it, the damned thing appeared to be trying to escape my arm.
On the upside, Im interpreting this as “I must’ve lost some weight”
On the downside, Im sending it off to be re-sold.
I swear, after that every time I looked at it, the damned thing appeared to be trying to escape my arm.
On the upside, Im interpreting this as “I must’ve lost some weight”
On the downside, Im sending it off to be re-sold.