Poor Tico. He threw his back out last night cleaning up the gaming room. Could barely move last night and I was surprised to see him able to hobble around getting ready for work this morning. He opened the front door to leave this morning and I heard him make a noise and stop. “Ah shit,” I thought. “he can’t walk without hurting.” I asked him what was wrong. He said he couldn’t leave because there was a ShamWow in the way (he couldn’t bend over to pick it up). What? Yes. There was a box of ShamWows on our porch this morning. I actually had to stop and think if I ordered it. Nope. And they weren’t in a shipping box. Just…the box of towels.

Weird….

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