i should have stayed in bed, part 2
Aug. 19th, 2002 08:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crankylexThe full list of reasons I should have stayed in bed:
1. The basement flooded. Flooding of any part of the homestead is an automatic guarantee that the day is going to suck ass.
2. One (or potentially more) of the cats, while I was dealing with the Deluge, decided to chew on the greens that came with the roses I got on Friday. This caused an upset stomach, which was relieved only when s/he (they) horked all over my kitchen. At that point, I was just grateful they did it on the linoleum.
3. I remembered the Very Important Thing I was supposed to tell everyone (on Friday) for the Monday AM meeting. Did I tell them? Of course not.
4. I ran downstairs to head out the door, stopping to throw on my shoes (yes, saff, like a good Honorary Asian, I do not wear my shoes in the house) only to discover that my black stretchy slide thingies were missing in action.
5. There was a detour on my usual route to work, forcing the normally ten minute drive to take 21.
Now, I know what you're saying. Clearly, the Hand of God appeared several times during this period, saying quite obviously, "GET THEE BACK INTO BED, YOU FOOL!".
Did I listen?
Of course not.
I'm such a moron.
1. The basement flooded. Flooding of any part of the homestead is an automatic guarantee that the day is going to suck ass.
2. One (or potentially more) of the cats, while I was dealing with the Deluge, decided to chew on the greens that came with the roses I got on Friday. This caused an upset stomach, which was relieved only when s/he (they) horked all over my kitchen. At that point, I was just grateful they did it on the linoleum.
3. I remembered the Very Important Thing I was supposed to tell everyone (on Friday) for the Monday AM meeting. Did I tell them? Of course not.
4. I ran downstairs to head out the door, stopping to throw on my shoes (yes, saff, like a good Honorary Asian, I do not wear my shoes in the house) only to discover that my black stretchy slide thingies were missing in action.
5. There was a detour on my usual route to work, forcing the normally ten minute drive to take 21.
Now, I know what you're saying. Clearly, the Hand of God appeared several times during this period, saying quite obviously, "GET THEE BACK INTO BED, YOU FOOL!".
Did I listen?
Of course not.
I'm such a moron.
