So does gravity.
Especially when it comes to me.
And, of course, oatmeal has to be involved as well.
It wouldn’t be a typical Monday without me slopping Quaker’s Oatmeal onto my shirt…..and pants…WHILE AT WORK.
Of course, grabbing the nearest thing next to me to clean it up resulted in Kleenex dissolving onto my just-washed, black slacks.
So now there is a light-colored stain right next to the crotch of my pants….and on the boob of my shirt.
Welcome to my life.