Crying Over Spilled Milk

Today was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. [Yep, like the children’s book]. It started off with me waking up late, and being unable to shower or drink coffee or eat breakfast rushed out to pick up a friend from the airport. My side street has still not been plowed from the snow storm on the weekend [and probably will not be until June…ha!], and thus my car was parked on a snow heap-like part of the street. I was stuck. For a LONG time. FINALLY, I got out. Not only this, but I realized the window in the back seat was open (I assumed it was my husband, turns out…it must have been some random hooligan trying to break in) and there was a giant snow pile on the back seat.

Arrive at the airport to pick up T and the jerk of a security guard booted me out of the ‘pick up only, no waiting area’ just as she was walking up. 

Uneventfully drop T off. Rush home to eat and drink coffee. Coffee cold as coffee maker turned off 15 minutes shy of my arrival. I heat it up. Grab the jar of creamer from the fridge and drop it all over the floor.

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Finally get it cleaned up…and have to mop due to the sugar in the creamer. BAH. So much for my plans. As I bend down to clean after putting on my favorite comfy pants as I also spilt milk all over myself, RIPPPPP! I now own a pair of booty shorts. GREAT. My favorite lazy-day pants.

I finally get my kitchen cleaned up, and get a few other things done and I sit down late afternoon to write a blog post. Just as I press publish, something happens and it all disappears! WAHHH!

The rest of the afternoon and evening was pretty uneventful, and I go to have a relaxing bath. (After my husband’s shower). I fill up the tub half way with steamy hot, comfy water….and FAREWELL heat. Cold water. 

That has been my day. The post I wrote was a new spaghetti sauce recipe. It will now have to wait for another day when my frustration has worn off! Here’s to a better day tomorrow!;0)

This link made me laugh after such a bad day!: http://kwejk.pl/obrazek/1317885/frustrujące-rzeczy.html

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