Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Murphy's Law of a Tan Couch
Seems like I just wrote this post about Clean Sheets, but Murphy pretty much likes to hang out in my back pocket, so this one should come as no surprise.
Tonight was "one of those nights." Well, to be fair, it wasn't really that bad, just "typical". I recently started a new position in Springfield which means my normally 30 minute commute has turned into a 1-1/2 hour commute on a good day. I've cancelled all the kids' afterschool activities since I can no longer get them there on time. Which actually turned out to be a great thing because both the kids and I are savoring our new found "home time" now. And I've learned to make at least three full meals on a Sunday so that we can eat off them throughout the week. We've had Corned Beef and Cabbage for the second night in a row (don't worry, the kids actually LOVE Corned Beef and Cabbage!) Okay, I digress . . .
Tonight we got home at 7pm, ate dinner, cleaned up the kitchen, Renton read us a story (his homework), headed the kids upstairs, brushed teeth, kisses and hugs all around, music on the CD players and within 20 minutes three fast asleep kids. Of course, by this time it was 9:30, felt kinda early given how my days've been going lately. I jumped in the shower for a NICE. LONG. HOT. shower. Even took the time to put a glosser on my hair and blow dry it straight. I was looking good and feeling even better! Slipped into my well-worn sweats and t-shirt (pajamas) then tiptoed through my quiet house and downstairs.
Now, all I had to do was park myself on the couch with my laptop and dive into the 3 remaining homework assignments, 6 quizzes, 2 projects and 2 exams remaining for me to complete before December 19th for my programming class. * SIGH * Maybe a big cup of hot chocolate and a little CSI On Demand would take the edge off.
Cue me pulling out my HUGE Starbucks Scotland mug, pouring in the milk, heating it in the micro, stirring in an extra spoon of chocolatey Nesquick, and don't forget the qweeeeessshhhhh of a nice big topping of extra creamy whipped cream. I make sure to put a large glass dish under the mug in case I accidentally slosh a bit of it as I make my way to the couch . . . I sit down and sink into the ultimate comfiness that is my parents' hand-me-down Christie Brinkley sofa, reach down for my laptop, and . . . . yep.
I don't know what I did, but the scalding hot, extra chocolatey, super whipped creamy, cocoa flew up into my face, my hair, all over my pajamas and of course all over my laptop, the tan couch, and onto the carpet.
An hour later I finally had it marginally cleaned up. Homework even started? Nope. And now I'd rather spend my time blogging than programming because I need to vent and get my e-therapy after the hot chocolate fiasco.
But ask me, did I start again? You bet your ass I did! I wouldn't be me if I didn't. And this time I added even more whipped cream. ;-)
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2 comments:
Oh man, sorry for your rough, messy night.
But your kids eat corned beef and CABBAGE?? I have to beg my kids to eat much of anything besides pasta. Congrats and give yourself a pat on the back for that one!
I'm so glad you made yourself another cup of hot chocolate after all that!
Sorry about the couch. :(
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