you see a dirty dish rag and take it down to the laundry room and while in the laundry room notice that the washer is done so you move the load from the washer to the dryer which means you then add another load to the washer and as you are dumping laundry soap into the washer you notice the mess on top of the washing machine so you start to wipe off the washer and put the things that are piled on top of the washer on top of the pile on the dryer because you don't know what else to do with it and then you start to leave the laundry room only to notice that the containers holding all of the pet food and supplies are skiwampiss so you slide them back into place and scoop and sweep up the bits of dog food and rabbit litter you find on the ground into your hands and deposit it into the garbage can which is next to the toilet and seeing the toilet you realize you need to use it but not before grabbing Clorox wipes and wiping down the toilet first because being a mother of boys you've learned to do this and then you sit and do your business meanwhile contemplating what you are going to do with your day and that is when you notice that you're running out of toilet paper so you finish your business and go and get some toilet paper from the shelves by the washer and replenish all supplies and as you leave the bathroom you notice all of the muddy hand prints all over the door and light switch so you go back and get more Clorox wipes and wipe down the door, walls, and switches and then you finally emerge from the laundry/bathroom?
I'll tell you what happens. You first smell and then see that your house is full of smoke and confused as to what could be causing this run to the source and remember that before you took the dirty dish rag to the laundry room you were cooking yourself an egg........which has now become a permanent part of the pan....which is now a permanent part of your stove top. All because of a little dirty dish rag!
Oh NO! I'm so sorry to hear this! I KNOW how long the smell will stay....it's a LONG TIME! Been there! Hang in there!
ReplyDeletetell you what--if a mouse comes by, just don't give him a cookie, ok?
ReplyDeleteRachel, yet again you are not alone! I always get sidetracked! Sorry, but I did get a good laugh at your expense.
ReplyDeleteAnd you want me to mail your "I'm a FULL-FLEDGED MOMMY" certificate where?
ReplyDeleteIs there a woman out there who can't relate to that? However, no one that I know can tell it quite so well! I love your style!
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