So today was VERY emotionally tolling… to say the least. I was so all over the place that I honestly felt like a Menopausal Schizophrenic.
I was just going to go to bed and not even bother blogging, but then this happened:
*WARNING THIS REALLY DID JUST HAPPEN AND YES, I AM POSTING IT, because it’s LIFE*
After the kids went to bed, I had a beer and tried watching some of my Wednesday night comedies, but I was so emotionally exhausted and spent, that nothing seemed funny. By 9:00 I said good night to the dear hubs and headed up to bed.
After gaming about 10 minutes on my phone I was exhausted so I turned my phone off, and rolled over on my side to sleep. Just as I was about to drift off to sleep, I made one last effort to…pass Flatulence. Yes yes, don’t act so SHOCKED, EVERYBODY farts, toots, passes gas, etc… Unfortunately, that’s NOT what happened. Yes….just when I thought this Sh…pitty day was over… I sharted. The second I horrifyingly realized this, I was NOT TIRED anymore, and ran downstairs to the bathroom for “damage control.” Just as I was about to sit down on the potty, I stepped in a VERY COLD, VERY WET puddle that the pug from purgatory EVER SO KINDLY left DIRECTLY in front of the toilet.
Why on earth would I share this with the world? Because the whole premise of the blog is that life sucks and we HAVE to LAUGH at misfortune or we will cry.
If you will excuse me, I’m off to take a shower, and as the DAILY PROMPT suggested, imagine that I am Faraway from this CRAPPY (pun intended) day while I SHAVE MY LEGS!