So, I often wonder how much I should share about myself on here. Do I want everyone to think I’ve got my shit together. Or, do I want everyone to know how much of a hot mess I am?
My BFF convinced me that hot mess is the way to go. Thanks, chickie! Love you lots!
Today, I decided to cook up the two lbs. of bacon I had in the fridge because bacon is life. I cook my bacon in the oven because I hate when grease splatters all over the stove top and all over my clothes. When the last two sheet pans were in the oven, and almost done, I realized I had to pee.
But before I could pee, I decided I needed to take the dry laundry out of the dryer and start the washer. (I get easily distracted.) I then I went pee.
The smell of burning bacon began to fill the air around me, and I realized I forgot about it. Any normal person would have wiped themselves and pulled their pants up before leaving the bathroom. But me? NOPE! I ran out of the bathroom with my pants around my ankles and pee trickling down my leg.
Like I said, I’m a hot mess. I wish I could say I only do stupid stuff like this every once in awhile, but no. This is a daily occurrence.
In fact, this was not my only “here’s your sign” moment of the day.
I was prepping for tonight’s dinner of Cajun shrimp pasta and curried mussels when I realized I couldn’t find the mussels. I looked everywhere. I then called my husband at work to tell him and he got all upset because he thought the grocery store forgot to give to them him.
Then bam! It occurred to me that I may have thrown it out with the garbage. Sure enough, that’s where they were. *sigh* Here’s hoping I don’t do anything else stupid for today.
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