Shopping is worse than a root canal without Novocain. That being said, it takes me forever to go to the store and buy what I need. I will put this off till the coming of the second ice age. Just before we went on vacation last Thanksgiving I broke down and bought myself a new bra. I would have bought more but they only had one in my size. I knew it would have to last because it took me two years to get myself in the store to buy it, I was not coming back any time soon. Well it disappeared right after the holidays and I have not found it till today. I have been wearing the old ones that are to say the least some fabric between me and the cloths I am wearing. I guess I could place a band aid on center of each breast and it would accomplish the same thing as these old bra’s have. And gravity has not been kind over the last few decades. I figured I could get through the winter months because I always wear big sweat shirts and a layer or two of t-shirts under it.
It was by total accident I found it. I reached up to get a glass I had put on the top of my computer cabinet and accidentally pushed it over the back. After a little furniture moving I got myself back behind the cabinet to clean up the glass that broke and what should I find, the new bra with the plastic adjusters for the straps chewed off well at least one is gone the other is like a chewed up nylabone. I was glad I was trapped behind this thing because I had kill on my mind and I could not do anything about it so I cleaned up the glass and pushed the furniture back. Now I have new bra and it still can’t hold anything up. My GAWD these dogs are killing me.