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April 9, 2004
Friday Featherbrain
Travels
I have two friends travelling -- one headed north, one going south, and spoke with each one while they were on the road. At some point they'll pass each other while continuing their driving. And that's just the friends travelling by car. Next week I've another friend travelling from west to east the middle of next week, and yet another, also from the West Coast, who will be in town the week after. It will be a busy time these next few weeks and hopefully the weather will be nice here. However, it might end up that I don't get to see any of them.
This brings me to next week's schedule. I may be out of town next week, which means not having the chance to see my friends. I won't know if it's mandatory that I be out of town until Sunday evening.
Blogging: Maybe, Maybe Not
If it ends up I have to be out of town, (and I'm letting you know now,) I won't be online at all, which means no blog entries here until I return. It could be a few days minus entries, or it could be a week or two. If it ends up that there's silence here, you'll at least know why.
Murphy's Law
Anything that can possibly go wrong, will go wrong.
In other news, yesterday was "never a dull moment" day at casa de squip. I was multi-tasking -- speaking on the phone while preparing dinner and trying to get some utensils out from a drawer that is built-in under a counter. The drawer was not cooperating, and without thinking, I put my hand into the built-in metal handle, not realizing the drawer was stuck. In one fell swoop I managed to rip the tips of my fingernails off. This isn't exactly the greatest feeling when it happens. My fingernails weren't that lengthy in the first place (I shy away from talons that could be used as weapons) so I was not concerned with the aesthetic look. It's when you break a fingernail well into the ouch zone that makes it all very uncomfortable.
After ripping the nails off and grabbing a file to straighten them out and slapping bandaids on one or two, I returned to the jammed utensil drawer. Regardless of what I used to try and pry it open it wouldn't budge. Thankfully I had other utensils storedd away in a cabinet. No matter what I tried, the drawer remains jammed and that's that, I gave up trying.
Then it was time to open up a jar of marinara sauce. That jar lid wouldn't move, regardless of my smacking the bottom of the jar, or tapping it with a tablespoon, or using the piece of rubber I have to make jar opening easier. Nothing worked. I decided to repeat all these steps, and also ran the jar lid under hot water. A few more taps to the bottom of the jar and before I knew what happened, marinara sauce was all over my kitchen. Evidently the hot water loosened the lid. By the time I finished cleaning it up I'd lost my appetite.
I settled in to focus on some paperwork that needed my undivided attention and was well into heavy-duty concentration when the light in the room changed suddenly. First one light bulb burnt out, and five minutes later, another. I returned to the kitchen to get some light bulbs from a cabinet and in pulling them out, proceeded to knock over the container I keep coffee in. Coffee grounds were everywhere, and as the kitchen floor and cabinets were not entirely dry from cleanup of the marinara mishap, the spray of coffee grounds quickly turned from dry to soupy, muddy, liquified puddles of brown.
To say I was unhappy is to put it mildly. I was perturbed. I was beginning to feel the onset of blood boiling in my veins. Then I heard a loud crash in the closet I had cleaned out the day before. The rod in the closet had snapped.
Then I did.
Hopefully today will be a better day. :-)
Cindy
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Comments
You know, if you drank more you wouldn't have these problems. Well, you'd still have them, but they wouldn't bother you.
Brain matter deposited by: Al on April 9, 2004 11:53 AM
Your Murphy's Law segment sounds like a classic case of resistentialism. When I learned there was a word for it I knew I'd use it often. :)
(resistentialism (ri-zis-TEN-shul-iz-um) noun
The theory that inanimate objects demonstrate hostile behavior against us.)
Brain matter deposited by: Carolyn on April 9, 2004 1:12 PM
Holy crap! First, perform and exorcism of your homestead. Secondly, set out a bowl of milk, it could be pixies, nixies, or other underfoot creatures like gremlins looking to make you insane. That would have been funny if not for my empathy which so easily makes me think of all of that happening to me.
I never would have been opening a jar of marinara sauce though. OOH! What if it was cursed marinara sauce?
Brain matter deposited by: Paul on April 9, 2004 1:56 PM
Al, when you're right, you're right.
Sounds like you have a poltergeist (sp?). The bad thing about the fingernails breaking in the quick is that not only do they hurt initially they sting every single time you get your hands wet until they start healing. Ouch!
Brain matter deposited by: Kat on April 9, 2004 5:04 PM
omg.
i think i would have just got up and gone out for a bit until i'd have calmed down (which would mean about 5 hours for all of that.)
good luck on the nails - that is a nasty thing to do :(
Brain matter deposited by: zed on April 10, 2004 6:00 AM
Here's to having a better day today. It is sunny here for a change - hope you're getting the sunshine there - then just say - the heck with the domestic stuff - I'm outta here - go for a nice walk around the park.
Brain matter deposited by: Wendy on April 10, 2004 8:54 AM