There I was, looking like a bag lady with my yoga mat slung over my shoulder and my “day” bag full of books/dvds, trudging to the local library. It was a beautiful day and I was psyched to pick up my new Steve Martin book on hold. Imagine my surprise when I trumped up all those stairs and saw this—
I mean, how am I to remember DC is one of the only places in America that closes business for this day? Obviously no one in my neighborhood remembered either. My walk to work this morning was riddled with unpicked up trash from Monday. Garbage that has been sitting out for 24+ hours in 80+ degree weather—yum.
No comments:
Post a Comment