Ok, so it's been a while since I made an entry. I would love to use the "holidays" excuse. You know, the tried and true "I've been so busy with the holidays, I've barely had time to....", you fill in the blank. I have been busy, but it's not because of the holidays, it's a different kind of busy, busy looking for a job. I've been sending out resumes like mad and pimping myself all over job boards like the job tramp that I am. So, this morning was the first day back at school and my first day back at the job search. Everything was going really well this a.m., Monkey got up a bit groggy but in his usual great mood once the cobwebs cleared. The CHF had to be woken up which caused Monkey to wish me luck on my way into the bedroom. We all know she's not the happiest girl on the planet when her beauty sleep is interrupted. Despite being woken up, she was happy. Yes, I did think that all my good karma was already used up at 7:30 a.m. and wondered if I should even go forward with the scheduled phone interview at 10:00. Was I taking a huge risk? Nah, I've got a lot more good karma coming my direction.
Everything was going smoothly, almost too smoothly... you know something's coming right? Here it is. While I was looking in the closet for the Ergo (One of the reasons the CHF was likely in a good mood could have been that I told her immediately she could stay in her PJs and I'd take her in the Ergo to drop Monkey off at school), bent over, moving things around, the wand of the canister vacuum cleaner (you know the long part that connects to the canister and allows you to attach any part you so desire to get all the dog hair and crumbs) fell over and knocked me right on the head. So, I said it...SH*T..., kinda quietly to myself, or so I thought. I hear the tiny voice off slightly in the distance saying,
"That's a bad word".
ARGH, "yes it is and mommy should not have said it". Then I heard...
"When I'm a grown up I can say that bad word when I'm looking for things too."
Good thing I didn't give up swearing for New Years.
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