I never noticed that the female in the stained glass at our daughter's school had a lemon slice in her mouth!

Sometimes when the laundry is too overwhelming and I've eaten the last Mike and Ike, I reach over to the nightstand and start a new paint-by-number I have waiting for me. But I don't start it at the top like the instructions suggest, nope, right in the middle and even at the bottom. Then I smile and do the damn laundry.