This is basically what my Saturday looked like today... No. Really. I am afraid to do any housework after flooding my kitchen last week. Like, who plugs up the kitchen sink for a bleaching and then walks away, chats on the phone for a bit, and then rage vacuums like a maniac as Niagra Falls is playing out a few rooms over??? Ummmmm.... that would be me... for f**k's sake. Total old lady moment. Looks like my multi-tasking days may be over... Mr B didn't even get mad. He just calmly called the insurance company while I hung my head in shame and tried to be all nonchalant 'bout it. His only complaint was that I didn't flood the living room seeing as how the dog prefers to barf and shed in that room the most, and it needs new flooring like a whore needs a Sunday morning bath. It's kinda hard to think that critically about deductibles and square footage and such as I am frantically throwing mounds of dirty laundry on top of a river of floating clothes in my swampy dining room. Next time, I'll be ready... for f**k's sake.
Otherwise, all has been relatively calm waters (terrible pun!) over here at blither blather headquarters. The dog has been barfing and shedding and looking all guilty and defeated 'bout it; Mr B is a haggard zombie from grad school; I'm constantly ferrying big kid round town as I throw money at him at every five minutes for some new activity he's involved in; and lil brother is back talking and trying to boss me around and lying about not having any homework. Laws, y'all!
I really only have one regret for today: not giving that @sshole man driver THE BIRD FINGER as he wheeled around me and sped through the intersection on a red light. I will NEVER get that moment back, folks, and that stings. Interestingly enough, I am totally guilt free about flopping around over here in a dirty, dusty house.
Happy Saturday, y'all!
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