Lucky

 I got in bed to exercise today, but I  forgot something. My sister was at the store, and it just me and my nephew.

He was up online gaming in the attic.

I called him, and he came right down.

I heard him talking to his friends when I called him.

He said it was fine when I apologized for making him come down, but how does one explain to your teenage friends that you have to go downstairs to get your uncle a urinal?

I hate being me sometimes. Luckily, my family doesn’t.