My husband and I are trying to put this recent escapade in the rearview mirror because my declaration comes with a bit of embarrassment: Yesterday, I had the “winning” score of 11 miles to go in my gas tank and 8 miles to the closest station.
I usually notice small things … like an errant comma or someone’s label sticking out. (Click here to see a tale about Leona Helmsley’s dangling label.) If I see a painting in someone’s house that’s hanging low on one side, I’ll give the opposite corner a gentle flick when no one read more >>>
Source : HuffingtonPost.Com