midgeling: life in a shoe.

I had a fit this morning. My family. They are slobs. Dirty pigs. I had orange juice spilled under my desk. Next to the banana peels. On my desk was a half eaten bagel and an empty pop tart wrapper. 14 year old didn't do the dishes last night like she was supposed to. Some genius clogged the bathroom sink with what looked like leftover spaghetti. I still have no kitchen sink.I had 6 rolls of packing tape. I had 2 rolls hidden from the kids. They found both rolls after apparently losing the other 4 rolls. Someone lost part of my desk tape dispenser. I did not make today's mail run. Every single out of town Christmas gift will be late this year. Again. I can't find the compact flash card with the Christmas card photos.

So after I yelled a bit and threatened to completely call off Christmas this year, I left the house. I went to Starbucks for a Venti drip coffee with room. I went next door to Qdoba for a Steak Fajita Ranchero burrito - naked. (ETA: "Naked" here means with the tortilla on the side. I was fully clothed. ) I ate quietly, then finished up my Christmas/birthday shopping. I bought packing tape, scotch tape and 2 bottles of wine to get me through the next couple of days. I am home now. Kids did dishes. HK even unplugged the bathroom sink. There's still a pop tart wrapper on my desk.

And thanks to Marianne:

You Are Eggnog

Rich, sweet, and probably a little drunk. Everyone who knows you tends to get a little fatter.

Heh. It fits.