QUOTE OF THE DAY: You can't make foot prints in the sands of time by sitting on your butt. And who wants to leave butt prints in the sands of time?
Okay. I am a FREAKING Klutz. I had a major weird day yesterday. I tripped down the stairs (while carrying my dog) and rolled my ankle, I stood up under an open cabinet door and the point of the door went into my head (major pain there) and no less than THREE times did I drop things in the kitchen: Hubby’s toast, (butter-side down, of course) a bowl of mashed potatoes (landed face-down ON the Persian rug!) and a bowl of cereal, complete with milk, which I had just sat down to eat, and spilled out over the entire table and went into the crack where the leaf goes so I had to unlatch the whole damn thing after mopping the milk up and mop INSIDE the leaf housing, because those damned little Lucky Charms Marshmallows would become a permanent part of the table if I didn’t.
But the last straw, was when the point of a corn chip went into the space where my tooth used to be. (major damage control, I had to tell my sons that they are NEVER to use the words mommy just used.)
So, what the HECK was up with yesterday? Major UGH.
On a happier note, I did get six loads of laundry done and successfully poop-scooped the backyard. And I finally broke 100 on the Harry Potter Wizard Challenge, which, at this point, I fervently wish I had never discovered.
Back to Writing, people!!!
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2 comments:
Ouch! At least it can't get worse, (touch wood) :-)
Oh man, I've done that with the kitchen cabinets and that hurts.
Put Hagan down on the floor the next time you spill something. He ought to be good for at least a pre-clean! *wink*
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