Oh Snap!

Oh Snap!

I have a small laundry room and I used to hang my clothes on the door jamb as I took them out of the dryer. That wasn’t a great idea because one, I’m short; and two, the clean clothes were easily knocked down on those rare occasions when I didn’t actually move them from the door jamb to their respective closets. And when I say “rare occasions” what I mean is pretty much every time I did laundry.

So eventually I bought a hanger holder (just like the one in the picture) and Todd affixed it to the wall for me. It was a joyous day in my house when the hanger holder came to live with us. My life was transformed.

Fast forward to this past Friday. I was in a bit of a hurry and there was already one load of clean laundry hanging on my precious hanger holder (please refer to 1st paragraph for reference). Normally I would have put the first load from the hanger holder away before I started adding the second load, but there was no time for that. I had places to go and people to see. So I just shoved the items from the second load wherever it looked like there was a smidgen of space.

The top I wanted to wear was among the first load so after I finished with the second load I reached in to extract the shirt. I heard a sort of popping sound but denied the thought it was something important. However, as I pulled my shirt free of its prison the sort of popping sound turned into a loud SNAP and all my lovely clean clothes fell to the disgustingly dirty floor of the laundry room.

My choice of wording at that moment was unfortunate. Invoking the five second rule, I stooped down and grabbed the pile of clothes – still on their hangers and still attached to the stupid hanger holder – and threw them on a chair in the living room.  I went back to the laundry room to make sure I’d gotten all the clothes off the floor. I had. But when I looked up to where the ridiculous piece of plastic used to hang I burst into a fit of laughter. This t-shirt was the only thing that was left on the remaining piece of hanger holder:

I am not joking!!! I was headed out the door for a Christian conference and the breaking hanger holder caused me to sin. (This is me not taking responsibility for my attitude, but placing the blame elsewhere. It’s a gift.) But instead of leaving the house with a sour mindset, I left with a giggle.

Coincidence that Todd’s “Oh Snap” t-shirt was the one article of clothing remaining?

I think not.