Who’s testing my limits?
It’s a good thing we talked last night during Basque class about the things that make us happy, what bothers us, and how we could make every day a happy one. John and Esther said slowing down, others said drinking more wine, and I mentioned living in the present with a positive attitude and not being a bitch. I’m finding it just a tiny bit difficult to follow my own advice barely eight hours later, already hitting on the first six items of the list, when I got up and stared in disbelief at my broken coffee-maker, just 15 minutes before I have to wake up my kids. One thing is to face every day with a smile, and another to do it without coffee.
On the plus side, today can’t really get any worse, unless all the Moxie Javas went on strike this morning.
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Crap! Si estuvieras más cerca, te llevaba un cafecito. Thank goodness for Kleenex and Moxie, jajaja.
Crap! Si estuvieras más cerca, te llevaba un cafecito. Thank goodness for Kleenex and Moxie, jajaja.
I know you don’t have a smile on your face today…but this made me chuckle…to picture you looking at the coffee maker and being very very pissed!
I know you don’t have a smile on your face today…but this made me chuckle…to picture you looking at the coffee maker and being very very pissed!
I’m still pissed!
I’m still pissed!