Coffee, Shoes, and Ramblings

First the good news Enabler Dan has graciously set up a new blog page for me,   http://coffeeandshoes.com  and we will be prettying it up and I’ll be moving there very soon.

Today was my first day of working eight hours this year. Before you hate me, consider that I had the lovely reduction in pay that goes with that. I have only bought one pair of shoes this year. Last night, in fact. I had to restrain myself as about four pairs tried to crawl in my cart and I had to beat them off. They were very cute and very disappointed to have to say in the store.

You know my first clue that today was Monday? I spilled broke a jar of cranberry juice concentrate all over the clean kitchen floor. You know what cranberry juice concentrate looks like on the floor? Like evidence for CSI. I had decided to wear jeans today to forestall the whole, “its Monday and my clothes hate me” game. You know the one, when the pants don’t fit, the tops that match the bottoms that fit are hiding and the one of each pair of shoes that match the dresses have each gone on vacation with that one missing dryer sock. (I have it on good authority from OS that the socks are out line dancing with all the nice sweet single available men in my time zone.) Not sure how they will handle the one shoe thing.

So recap of morning up at 4:30, drop things, make coffee, try to make breakfast, shower, get dressed, splat cranberry juice with glass on baby toe so it can match the cut on other baby toe from Saturday. Clean the cranberry blood off the floor, wash the towels and stuff used to clean cranberry blood. Find new pants. Go to work, drop money in the toilet, NO I just let it go. Yuk. Clean nasty cube.  Get yummy new office supplies. Drop  about 100 tacks on floor narrowly missing  baby toe. I make more messes before 9.a.m. than most people make all day.

also dropped today: Lettuce, ink pens, celery and a few other odds and ends.