I have a varied sense of humor. I get a kick out of immature things, like farts. I also love dry wit and sarcasm. I think irony can lend itself to some pretty hilarious situations. Unless it happens to me. Then, it’s just plain cruel. Double standard, say what?
My last post talked all about making the day a good one and a signed off to merrily go on my way to my oatmeal breakfast. I opened the pantry to pull out our huge tub of oats and get to making said happy breakfast.
Well, clumsy Tina struck again and I had half a large tub of oats all. over. the. floor.
I wasn’t flying with Peter Pan and Tinkerbell and their happy thought induced fairy dust any time soon with the thoughts running through my head at that moment. My patience left for a moment as well and a few snappy words left my mouth when asking Makenzie to “Please JUST. CLEAN. YOUR. PLAYROOM!”
Keeping it real, folks. Keeping it real.
After snapping at M, I immediately felt worse and gave myself an attitude adjustment. Still no happy thoughts, but at least my mind wasn’t spewing filth and I wasn’t making my daughter cry. I calmed down and grabbed the broom ready to clean up the mess I had made.
Clean clean clean. Sweep sweep sweep. Oh…heck…NO! What the flip is THAT?!
I came across some nasty little bugs that apparently had been hiding out in the dark corner of our pantry floor. There were only a handful, but enough to make me freak. I squealed. I jumped. I stomped around on all those little suckers. I held my arm out as far as possible to sweep up all the mess.
Side note: I also sent a picture to Peter because he wanted to see what they are. I used instagram on autopilot to email it to him quickly. I apologize if you follow me there and were graced with that lovely photo this morning. End side note.
drawn out momentary freak out, I went on a cleaning spree.
I realized you can get a lot of cleaning done when you go full speed ahead for an hour. I swept, mopped, and vacuumed all the floors. I dusted and disinfected all the surfaces. I even scrubbed the bathtubs and shower glass.
It seemed to be the only thing to shake the feeling of buggies crawling all over me. At least we now have a clean house from top to bottom, which puts me in a better mood. Well, except for this room -
It’s still a slight wreck…but whatever. I give her a free pass after this morning. Onto that good day, shall we?
- Do bugs gross you out or not bother you much?
- What type of humor do you enjoy?
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