one quip at a time

I wish I was the kind of person who knew where my gloves were all the time and could effortlessly remove them from my pocket or bag instead of having to hold my coffe cup in my teeth as I scrounge through the old receipts, half-finished crosswords, and myriad pens that I can never find when I need them.  I wish I wasn’t the kind of person who misplcaed things and once had to have Starbucks cancel my paycheck and issue me a new one because I had lost the original somewhere.  I wish I was the kind of person who always had clean socks because I did my laundry in the normal course of the week instead of wearing “Totes” footies to the gym because that was all that was left.