Woke up this morning to make Chris coffee, breakfast, and pack him a lunch, as I do every morning that he works. Now before you start thinking that I'm some domestic goddess, his breakfast this morning was a bagel with cream cheese, and his lunch was a turkey sandwich. Actually go ahead, think it, I am a domestic goddess.
I groggily walk into the kitchen, in front of the coffee maker, and wonder why I'm not standing on the kitchen mat. I turn on the light, look down, and see dog poo, that has been smeared by my foot, among other large turds. In case you're wondering why I didn't feel the poo, it was because I was wearing slippers. So now I need to wash my slippers, and my feet are cold. And I need to run to the store to pick up some cleaner.
Next, I say bye to the hubby and decide that instead of coffee this morning, I could really go for some green tea. I basically start craving it. Let me back up and say that we brought a bin of tea with us, a small bin, but a white plastic bin nonetheless. What can I say, we're both tea drinkers. You'd think that there would be green tea in there, at least I did, but there wasn't! Sad day. I had earl grey instead. Good, but not green.
No green tea for this poop picker upper.
AAAhahaha!
Pretty good punch line, eh? Made it up myself.
AAAhahaha!
Pretty good punch line, eh? Made it up myself.
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