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How is it that every day I’m straightening and putting away endless piles of mail, toys, laundry, dishes, but then each morning these piles seem to have regenerated over night like a bad “Groundhog Day” scene forcing me to put them all away again and again and again?
How is it that no matter how many activities I seem to have planned in a day to occupy peanut, I always need at least 3 more by 4:30pm?
How is it that every time we fix or replace something in this house we find something else that needs to be fixed first in order to complete a simple upgrade?
Sorry for the vent. Just waiting on the electrician to get here to install a new up-to-code outlet to plug our new stove in. Nothing like waiting a month for a stove that actually has more than two small working burners to finally be purchased and arrive only to be told by the installers that the old one was plugged into a dryer outlet. And of course, modern era stoves have different plugs than dryers. Fabulous.
Just having one of those days where you feel like you never quite get ahead of the game.
Good thing you don’t need a stove to open a bottle of wine. I’m sure a nice chardonnay will make a great pairing to the Chick-Fil-A we’ll probably be having for dinner.