The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
I awoke with a stye on my eye, a cold sore on my lip, and cramps. I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
I decided to make eggs for breakfast. Then I remembered that the night before I set some frozen chicken not-so-gently, on my glass stove top. It shattered and was going to cost over $500 to fix. So I threw some bagels in the toaster, but somebody left the toaster on high and they burned. I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
The men were coming to replace our heater. I was happy because we've already had some cold days. But I forgot to remove everything from the laundry room before they got there. I was still in my pajamas when they arrived. I hate having men working in my house and showering with no hot water.
It was my day to drive the carpool, only I'd made a mistake and it wasn't. I had to take Ethan home, which is a 3 hour drive, unless there is construction on the highway and it takes 4. We sat down to dinner at 6 to eat homemade soup, only it wasn't done. It was still chunky. I would have taken it out of the crockpot and put it on the stove, but what was I thinking? My stove was still broken. We ate the soup anyway, with cold bread. It was going a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
I'm going to bed. Tomorrow, I think I'll move to Australia.
3 comments:
Well, after your terrible, no good, horrible, very bad day, I hope you had a good night's sleep.
If you're going to move to Australia, then come live around the corner or next-door to me.... I know that you and I would enjoy each other's company!
I hope things took a turn for the better. That does sound like a pretty miserable day!
Oh, that sounds really bad! Hope the past week has been better!
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