I’m not sure what I want to blog about today because I’m dead tired from my daughter refusing to fall asleep until midnight, so I leave you with a story about my morning.
Each morning as I arrive at work the first thing I do is grab my mug and walk to the break room to wash out the previous day’s tea or coffee. This is always an interesting experiment, because you never know what will be growing there, especially if it’s Monday and things have been festering for three days. Why don’t I just rinse it the night before? Well, I know one of these days the cleaning faeries will stop by my office and I want to make sure they have something to do.
Anyhow, I fill my mug with water and proceed to use the spongy thing to clean the cup. I mean I’m really scrubbing hard. A little too hard, I suppose in retrospect, because some of the water splashed up and onto my clothes. Of course it couldn’t land on my shirt or my shoes. Oh no, this evil liquid had the forethought to land right on the front of my pants. Yes, there. If anyone sees me today, I just want to say beforehand that I am in fact potty trained. It’s just water.
How is your day going?