Chaos reigns in everything I’ve done all morning.
Breakfast
Almost 10 a.m. and there sits my breakfast . . where it’s been sitting for over 3 hours simply because I haven’t taken time to eat. Yummy! And, as you probably know, it only takes a minute to scarf down a little piece of toast and half a glass of beet juice.
I should go back to bed but I won’t. It’s my own fault. First thing, I went over to the sewing room as soon as Vince left, dogs were walked, chickens were taken care of, greenhouse was opened up and cats were fed and given as much attention as they wanted. But, when I walked into the sewing room, there was yarn everywhere. Boots had a grand time last night. I figured with all the yarn I had been pulling and playing with, I had left some out but no . . I have Rubbermaid totes stacked four deep and I had put one more box of yarn on top of one stack yesterday and it wasn’t steady and Boots, wanting to be at the highest point, must have jumped up there and the top three tubs fell and opened up. Party in the sewing room last night for Boots! 🙁
We have company coming and besides having too much stuff in too small of a house, having a dog that sheds 200% of her body hair on the hour ever hour (Rita), not being the best housekeeper to start with, having the garden take up some of my time and my non-stop desire to sit and knit, this house is a total disaster. I’m trying to clean what people see so why did I decide to clean out the cabinets? I have no idea . . except I should probably be the poster child for ADHD. While standing in a chair, which I shouldn’t be doing while home alone, I reached for a 5 pound bag of flour in the top cabinet, which isn’t where it should have been anyway (probably from my last hasty cleaning spree) and dropped it on the dark wood floor. The bag split, flour went everywhere. Do you have any idea how far 5 pounds of flour can spread and what it looks like when a chihuahua comes running through to see why I screamed?
The good news is: Lunch is in the pressure cooker and it smells amazing. Kombucha is brewing and so far, I haven’t burned myself or broken my kombucha jar . . but I’m not done yet.
Kim Webb says
Oh no. Sounds like you need a redo.
I bet Boots had a blast with your yarn stash after hours.
Joyce says
It sounds like Murphy (of Murphy’s law) moved in for a while…good luck!
Cynthia says
I’m sorry your having such a bad day! My toilet backed up to the tub and crawl space. Smells horrible!!! I don’t have company coming, but it’s not what I wanted to clean up on my day off… your flour story reminds me of a story my MIL told me, my husband is a triplet, she was baking bread and set the bag of flour on the stove. One of the triplets somehow turned on the burner without her knowing and the flour bag burned and flour exploded all over the kitchen. So, our bass days are shared with others. Enjoy the company and have a great weekend!!
Diann says
Go Boots! He made his own entertainment evidently. Such a cute cat. Enjoy your company.
katie z. says
I’m having a similar day, except instead of the dog think 4 year old and 2 year old. I hope both of our days get better!
Ranchwife says
Oh, Lord, child! I can’t help but stiffle a chuckle at the picture of your exploding flour. I can only imagine what a mess THAT was! I’m sorry though, because that’s no fun, especially when you’re trying to get ready for company. Here’s hoping the rest of your day is going better.
Carolyn Sands says
When things go terribly wrong, I just have to laugh and hope you can do the same! What a comical story.
Perry says
i think this is probably one of your funnier escapades. Thank goodness you did fall and break a leg or something else because you know better than to do that. Maybe when you grow up you will get organized LOL
Paula says
Oh, my! My house is also a mess. I want to spend my time quilting instead of cleaning. Don’ t have any dogs right now, but my three cats shed like crazy. Hope your day got better!