As with green beans, it all started here. I was going to use a couple of these, the octuplets and Blago in particular, but they’re such universal WTFs, that I will stick with my own.
Yesterday, driving from my office to DearDR’s office, a stone in the road kicked up and chipped my windshield.
On top of the other car, and the furnace, that’s three things, right? So I should be done.
Mind you, we haven’t started shelling out money for these things yet. That could be another huge WTF.
In the time it takes me to pick up Monkey from her dayschool, two or three other parents come in, get their kids, and are gone.
WTF? Is it just me? Why does it take me so bloody long to get Monkey out the door?
WTF? My husband had a ride home last night from his office in South Hills. And then her husband decided she couldn’t drive him home at 9 p.m. — when he was done with work — because it was too “iffy” on the roads. I had no one to sit with my sleeping kids, so it looked like DearDR was going to have to schlep downtown to catch a bus. He probably wouldn’t have gotten home until 1 a.m., and that would have been after a long walk up a big hill. In the snow. That was a big WTF until the husband decided to drive DearDR home himself.
I’ve had a tension headache for three days. WTF? Well, okay I know WTF — it hasn’t been all that easy around here lately. I’m trying to deal with it.
Okay. Good things: Lost is on tonight. Green beans is a good tension reliever. My children are sleeping through the night at my in-laws.
And countdown to the Burgh Moms dinner: Two days.