Twice today I screamed at people, but it wasn't my fault.
The first was when I went to let Scout the yellow dog out and when I opened the door, there stood my oldest daughter, inches from my face. When you don't expect to see a face staring at you, there's nothing to do but scream. She laughed hysterically. I did not find it amusing.
Later, I had to go back to work. I unlocked the front door and there is a guy sitting there at the computer who I had never seen before. I looked at him and screamed, "Oh, Shoot!" I can't believe that oh, shoot, is the first thing I can think of when faced with a strange person in my work place. I think I scared him more than he scared me. Don't worry, he did belong there, I just had never seen him before. Needless to say, I apologized and left immediately.
I guess I am easily spooked, but at least I'm not quiet about it.
On a happy note, I had a manicure today and my hands look fabulous.
Movie News: Hubby has finished the rough cut of last summer's film! A milestone passed. Congratulations, honey!