Ohhhh, I can’t get enough of today. Let’s backtrack a bit…

• I posted about “making the day a good one”.
• I spilled oats all over the floor and found little icky bugs in our pantry.
• I had to go full circle and take my own advice from this morning’s post.

Full circle means it should have ended there right? Ha! Hahahahahahaha!

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Good thing I can laugh at myself!

After things settled down from the oat and bug fiasco, I got the kids and I packed up. We had someone special to visit.

I have the BEST husband in the world! Peter offered to use his lunch break to watch the kids and let me get my run finished earlier in the day. That way I wouldn’t have to go after he gets home from work and we could have more time together as a family. You better believe I scooped that offer right up!

I picked him up from work and drove a couple minutes down the road to a park and running path – a path similar to the one I run on regularly by house. A one-way, out and back type of path. A path you should not get lost on.

Me? I got lost.

After about 2.5 miles, I came to a few forks in the path. I thought it was weird since these trails are usually out and back, like I mentioned. I followed the “Greenway” arrow and went along my merry way. Suddenly things started to look familiar. Too familiar. When I hit the same parking lot I just passed, I knew I did something wrong.

I went the opposite direction when the path forked again…but it took me up to the main road and away from the greenway. Oooookkkaaayyy.

Try again. And I’m back at the parking lot again.

Apparently the path ended in a loop and I had no idea, so ran around in circles a good four times. #winning

At least I had a good run!

I apparently needed those four extra laps because my run ended right at 6 miles. Plus, I hit six miles in under 50 minutes for the second week in a row!

By the time all was said and done there, the kids needed naps. I came home and got them settled down. I showered, stretched, ate some lunch, and grabbed my netbook to settle in for some work.

Then…in one of those slow motion moments, I watched my netbook leap from my way too clumsy hands and drop to the floor. Noooooooo! 

After putting the battery back in and giving it a look over, I started her up. Things seemed okay…but nothing worked at first. NO Windows Live Writer. NO Picasa. No Internet Explorer. NO other programs. EGAH!!!! I tried restarting it and a miracle occurred. Everything seems to work fine again after the restart. Thank goodness! Here’s hoping I don’t suddenly have it crapping out on me. And that my fingers decide to develop some sort of traction so I can actually hold onto things! Sheesh! What a day. But, it was funny. And it was good.  

• Can you easily laugh at yourself?
• Do you have good or bad directional skills?

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.

After my 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?