Having a ‘blonde day’

Seriously, from the moment I got out of bed, this morning, I should have known it was going to be one of those days. I’ve been exhibiting symptoms of a pending blonde day for a few days now. You know, forgetting what was said to you, five seconds ago, forgetting the most elemental things on your mental shopping list at the pharmacy, forgetting what day it is…just blonde moments, in general.

So, I should have been more alert this morning when I got up and couldn’t decide whether it was Wednesday or Thursday when I had, just seconds before, received a txt on my phone from my partner who was at uni–where she only goes on Thursdays.

But no. I sallied forth into the kitchen oblivious.

First, I put the kettle on for my iced coffee… okay it was pepsi, but I was trying not to let on that I occasionally drink a can of pepsi max first thing in the morning!

Then, I got a papercut, opening the box of instant oats. Any sane person would have quit right there. Not me! I kept right on going.

Mixed some bran in with the oats, added (too much) water, put it into the microwave oven and then cheerfully set the oven on full power and clocked up 90 seconds. Simple.

Uhuh, tell that to the woman who had to clean up the resultant mess when the damn stuff boiled over and caked itself like some kind of gelatinous blob of evil onto the oven turntable. That was when I remembered that 70% power is quite sufficient to cook the instant oats, thank you very much. *sigh*

And that’s not even getting into the email debacle that I’d unwittingly set myself up for before going to bed last night!

If you want me? I’ll be in my bunk!

About megleigh

When not busy writing, Meg Leigh spends her time tending to the most pampered flock of chickens on Australia’s east coast. She would really like to have dragons, but has settled for chickens because they come pretty close. If you need proof of this, try offering a flock of chickens raw meat! (Meg would like to advise she accepts no liability for loss of fingers!) Meg also enjoys reading, keeping fit with her bunch of madcap mates at the local park, and spending time with her adult offspring whenever their schedules allow.
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