I’m in a downright awful, unmotivated to write anything mood this morning. Facing the dashboard feels like getting hit in the face with a cement block and I’m not even hung over! I’m just cranky-ass today. It must be my near brush with death late Friday that has me all up-itty. Or maybe I’m sick of sitting here in front of the screen while my ass spreads. Oh yeah, brush with death. So out of nowhere I find a piece of broken glass at the bottom my glass of water. I didn’t actually see it, but heard it tinkling right before I took a big sip. Swallowing glass was never on my list of invigorating things to do. Although I know I’ve eaten a peck of dirt in my day and I think dirt is made of ground up rocks, but, I’m a high school drop, so who knows? So anyway, I went on a search through the kitchen to find out how a long piece of broken glass could drop out of the sky and into my water. Did my enemies put a spell on me? Did the cat finally get creative and vindictive after all those times I left her outside over night? Did my other personality crave a trip to the ER or was it my subconscious need to have a gastric bypass?
It took me another day to figure out that it was not spawn of the devil lurking in my kitchen cabinet, but rather my stupidity. I froze something in a glass jar and put it above the ice maker tray thing and though I removed the broken jar months ago, a piece of it had fallen into the bottom and the into my glass with the ice. I’m too damn lazy to empty the whole thing out, but now I’m on high alert every time I get ice. It’s invigorating!
So this is for you if you are like me a procrastinator: