Last Christmas, I got post-its in the shape of my initial as a stocking stuffer. I kept forgetting to bring them into work or to use them at home. Then I found the perfect use. I’ve been staking my claim on my lunch so that Greg won’t accidentally take the sandwich I’ve customized for myself: packed to the gills with veggies and with minimal condiments.
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Haha- that’s too funny (BTW, I love the pictures that always accompany these posts- they’re classic : )… That’s so crazy too, cause guess what I just found when we were cleaning up the house for this past weekend- my ‘K’ post-its! And now I have the perfect use for them… except Jeff would never eat anything that I leave in the fridge. But, I think perhaps I’ll just label all my stuff anyway… also, it would be appropriate for the fridge at work. Thanks, Selena! You’re a genius with post-its : )
p.s. This makes me curious- does this happen a lot? It would seem to be obvious from the bulging shape of your sandwich with all kinds of unknown goodies sticking out, and the plain flat one with the meat sticking out, whose is whose…