I woke up after a long nights sleep with a killer sore throat… ugh.
If only it was a normal Sunday where I could lay around without a care in the world.
But alas it is not. I am involved with a side project that is an audio podcast with an online video component. I told my friends I would handle the video portion of the fun but now I’m starting to wonder why or if I’m going to make it.
I immediately started sucking down the orange juice. It’s always been my miracle cure, but today it wasn’t happening.
Then I tried hot coffee, something about it seemed soothing, but you guessed it… it didn’t work.
I puttered around the house for a while then went into the spare bedroom where I found one of my 2 kitties sitting on top of the bed sniffing the comforter.
Immediately I went into panic mode. Those furry little bundles of love did it again!
I cannot believe they are making their presence known (so to speak) all over the house.
I jumped into action, stripping the bed of the sheets, throwing them into the washer, spraying my enzyme cleaner and vinegar/water mixture over every spot to mask the scent.
Why are they doing this?? How could these sweet little faces be causing so much drama and destruction in my home?! Gggggrrrrr!!!
More importantly how can I ever have people over to the house again until I get this under control!
I decided to throw out some of the bed linens because they are old and could use upgrading anyway and I can always use another shopping spree!
All of the commotion had me running late to the podcast, and now I was hungry. I shot out the door and raced to Wendy’s to grab one of my favorites… a Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger. That’s a whole lot of love for $1.29!
I knew I had to scarf it down before I got to the podcast because the point is to talk to chefs.
So here I am hoping for as many red lights as I can to buy me some time.
With each yellow I slowed and grabbed the burger taking big bites to get it down. I felt like a bulemic hiding the binging, when in reality I didn’t want to offend the chefs by eating such a vile thing.
Actually I shouldn’t say that, the more I’m around them the more I realize they are very accepting and even eat some fast food themselves.
I couldn’t hide the Wendy’s cup however, but at least I wasn’t eating the Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger in front of a guy who’s competed on Iron Chef!
By the time it was all over, we had a giant mound of fresh pasta with an amazing carbonara sauce…. mmmmmm absolutely delicious.
On my way home I had to stop for some Airborn (I have to kick whatever this is) and a few other things.
As I’m walking through the aisles all I can think about is going home so I can sit on the couch watch the baseball game and eat the peanut butter m&m’s I just bought.
That’s when I saw a super hot guy, and he looked dead at me, and what was I doing? Scowling… perfect.
Stores are a great place to meet people (or so I’ve been told) and here was a prime opportunity and I just blew it.
Ok, so maybe the scowl wasn’t as bad as I thought it was, somehow deep down I think it was probably worse but I still tried to convince myself.
I followed the hottie briefly (not because I’m a stalker because I legitimately needed something in that part of the store) and eventually lost him.
When I got home I decided to check out the scowl in the mirror to see how bad it really was… so I trapsed into the bathroom and tried my best to emulate what I was feeling with my facial muscles… and then I looked in the mirror.
Wholy crap! It was awful! What in the world was I thinking? Of course I knew it couldn’t have been a perfectly perky look because the hottie pretty much ran the other way but I had no idea it was that bad.
Wow, there’s a lesson learned. Always keep a smile on your face because you never know who or when you may run into someone important.
From now on, no matter what kind of day I’m having, or how bad I feel I’m going to try my best to at least think happy thoughts becasue I don’t ever want to look like that again!