The sound of a tool chest falling down the stairs.
No, it was the sound of every single pan, cookie sheet, and broiler....and rack....and kettle....and every other heavy metal object stored there falling out of the cupboard under the microwave and cascading around my feet when I reached up to turn up the heat this early morning.
If that is any indication of the way the day is going to go I think I had better go back to bed.
I will apologize to any who may have been awakened, although I am not guilty of piling them in there like that.
I blame November.
Or Obama, we can always blame him...
ReplyDeleteUgh. Hope the rest of the day goes better. :)
ReplyDeleteSoft bed. Thick comforter. Forget the heat thermostat. Have a better day.
ReplyDeleteI hear you. How did it get to November already!
ReplyDeleteYou've been listening to the Democrats again, Threecollie.
ReplyDeleteIf we want things arranged neatly we can't rely on others to do it.
ReplyDeleteOh yes! November. So many bumps this month throws at our feet.
ReplyDeleteLiz, yeah, that works too. lol
ReplyDeleteDani, it was more funny than anything....and now everything is piled much more neatly lol
Joated, I like that idea! For all of November....and December..and January....and...and....and.....
Nita, I haven't changed the calendar in the office yet. As long as I am looking at October there is always hope. lol
TenMile, who me? Nah.....
Jan, and I am so outnumbered. lol
Cathy, one of my most hated months. Although I saw something of incredible and ephemeral beauty yesterday. Gone too quickly to share. We were loading hay for some customers and while I stood waiting for everyone to decide how to tie on the load I looked down over the river. You know how we sit up here on the hill and how huge the river is. On the north bank a lone maple had hung onto its bright golden leaves. It was a very still morning and a wide, bright, beautiful band of gold was reflected from bank to bank. I was stunned, but before I could point it out it was gone.
I actually thought you were going to say that the little tyke had found the pots and pans.
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