Mr. Shife and his terrible, horrible, no good very bad day.
OK. It wasn't that appalling.
But I had an altercation with a brewed drink that I would kick in the nuts if that was possible.
Pardon me.
I just Googled it.
It appears that the beverage of my disdain does not have testicles.
So the day started off great.
I was ready to kick butt and take names.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Thursday you are mine.
As the day progressed, I felt like the cat's meow.
Then it happened.
I came home and pushed my luck.
Instead of making two trips to bring in all of the stuff from the car, I decided to try it in one trip.
Big mistake.
I had one too many things in my hand.
And this became abundantly clear when I tried to walk.
Well instead of spilling milk all over myself it was coffee because I was trying to be nice and bring in Mrs. Shife's coffee mug for her.
I don't like coffee.
But I like Mrs. Shife.
The things we do for the ones we love.
Did I mention I don't like coffee?
Well I especially don't like coffee when it attacks me, and by attacks, I mean it ended up getting dumped out all over the front of my shirt and coat.
It made me sad.
Now I'm definitely not winning this day.
I smell like coffee.
So I have to take a shower.
Now I am even more sad.
How was your day?
I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.
OK. It wasn't that appalling.
But I had an altercation with a brewed drink that I would kick in the nuts if that was possible.
Pardon me.
I just Googled it.
It appears that the beverage of my disdain does not have testicles.
So the day started off great.
I was ready to kick butt and take names.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Thursday you are mine.
As the day progressed, I felt like the cat's meow.
Then it happened.
I came home and pushed my luck.
Instead of making two trips to bring in all of the stuff from the car, I decided to try it in one trip.
Big mistake.
I had one too many things in my hand.
And this became abundantly clear when I tried to walk.
Well instead of spilling milk all over myself it was coffee because I was trying to be nice and bring in Mrs. Shife's coffee mug for her.
I don't like coffee.
But I like Mrs. Shife.
The things we do for the ones we love.
Did I mention I don't like coffee?
Well I especially don't like coffee when it attacks me, and by attacks, I mean it ended up getting dumped out all over the front of my shirt and coat.
It made me sad.
Now I'm definitely not winning this day.
I smell like coffee.
So I have to take a shower.
Now I am even more sad.
How was your day?
I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.
'How was your day?'
ReplyDeleteBusy - as normal.
Loved the descriptive gifs, Matt, they perfectly represented your developing bad/sad mood. For a minute there I thought it was Friday 13th! You had your fair share of upsets so I hope you managed to sleep well....lol.
Oh yes, I have had a few like that. That's the beauty of blogs, we can all be miserable together. On those days I at least have the reassurance that it has to end at some point.
ReplyDeleteYou don't like coffee?! My Mom uses day old coffee when she needs to get a little color in her gray hair. Pour it on and don't rinse it out, ha.
ReplyDeleteI guess that meant you had to wash your shirt and coat too?
Yes I did have to wash them, kden, and shortly afterwards our washer broke. Good times.
ReplyDeletedon't like coffee?
ReplyDeleteif there's a better caffeine delivery system on the planet i'll eat my hat.
I didn't think my day was that great, but compared to yours, it was awesome!
ReplyDeleteI hope you've had many good days since that not very good day. :)
ReplyDeleteOver here, I have sour cream cakes in the oven. House smells wonderful.
We're expecting snow. That doesn't thrill me.