Dec 31, 2007 16:34
I covered for a co-worker this morning, arriving at 6:00 am. Instead of napping when arriving home from work, I went with Hubby to pick-up fun things for tonight. As we unloaded the groceries, the bag holding the sparkling white wine broke. The green bottle shattered at my feet, soaking my black Converse and pants.
Yeah, 2007, fuck you too.
Edit: I just burned my hand on the pizza stone and spilled my pizza topping on the floor.
kill me,
tired,
sleep,
randomness