Bah Humbug! I hate having to go on-call the day after Christmas. I am so spoiled by the last few days of bliss that today has just given me a headache. I know, I know, I should see the glass as half full (yes, I had the luxury of taking a whole week off from work) rather than half empty (ppffllttt!) but I am having a hard time doing that today. My kitchen still looks like a mini-tornado blew through. What I can't figure out is where all these dishes came from and where to put them now that I am finished with them. I know that they were "somewhere" before I got them out over the past week, but where? All my storage spaces are full and I just don't know how I had them all stashed away. Must be some type of Christmas phenomenon, kind of like the phenomenon where socks disappear in the dryer, or why you can never fold a map back up like it was when you first opened it. Anyway, it could be a lot worse than it is, but UGH.....hate the end of the holiday.
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Friday, December 26, 2008
Bah Humbug!
Bah Humbug! I hate having to go on-call the day after Christmas. I am so spoiled by the last few days of bliss that today has just given me a headache. I know, I know, I should see the glass as half full (yes, I had the luxury of taking a whole week off from work) rather than half empty (ppffllttt!) but I am having a hard time doing that today. My kitchen still looks like a mini-tornado blew through. What I can't figure out is where all these dishes came from and where to put them now that I am finished with them. I know that they were "somewhere" before I got them out over the past week, but where? All my storage spaces are full and I just don't know how I had them all stashed away. Must be some type of Christmas phenomenon, kind of like the phenomenon where socks disappear in the dryer, or why you can never fold a map back up like it was when you first opened it. Anyway, it could be a lot worse than it is, but UGH.....hate the end of the holiday.
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