mid week freaking ~ or ~ yeah, i'm back to work

Today, a whirl of activity left me feeling like I was functioning on autopilot.  Today is that day.  You know, the day you get to check off every item on your mental *things that could possibly go wrong before 8am* list??  The day that the most annoying song in the world (Viva La Vida by Coldplay) is autolooping in my head, non stop, never ending Chris Martin, even now as I type out this blog post I’m hearing bells ringing, song?  Yeah.  My freezer has gone to shit, leaving things that were once icy now a melted mess.  Damn refrigerator is all conked out.  I had to move all salvageable food to the fridge in the garage while getting my kid ready for school and I’m already running late kinda day??  Yeah, check.  This was looking to be one hot mess of a Wednesday.

The laundry is piled up and waitlisted at the moment.  The house is looking like a hurricane breezed on through while we slept.  But on my drive from Angie’s school to work (work!! I love my job) I thought to myself:  fuck it.  Who is going to be coming on over and checking my hot spots?  What lucky person will stand over my piled up baskets of clothing and tsk, tsk me with a ruler?  Not anyone I know.  My husband, bless his heart, could live in that kind of mess forever.  He could care less.  So, I’m gonna enjoy my super strong coffee, do my thing at work, blast a new playlist to kick this song outta my head….. and enjoy this glorious, turquoise sky, crispy aired day.  And my outfit is way too cute for me to be all miserable.

Comments

[Irene]

oh I'm right there with you girl!!!

and please, a PIC OF THAT CUTE OUTFIT, NOW!!!

[michelle of bleeding espresso]

Right on girl!!!!!