Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff – Or the smelly stuff.

Laundry basket piled with clothes as tall as woman holding spray bottle and shirt.
Like you’ve never Febrezed dirty laundry.

You ever have one of those days where you’re like, I really need to get to that overflowing laundry basket?  Then your kid says they need you to get some poster board at the store for their school project. And you’re like, well that’s more important than laundry. I should go do that.

Then you get a text from someone at work that desperately needs something you were supposed to have sent them last week so everything is waiting on you.  And you think, I better do that first.

But before you can get to work on the document you haven’t actually started, a friend calls and tells you her car broke down and her daughter is stranded at a friend’s house.  The family is leaving, so she’ll  have to wait outside of their house until she can get someone to pick her up.  And you’re like, I definitely have to do that first – the poor kid.

Then in walks your husband and says “What’s for dinner?” and you lay into him like he’s just asked you to straighten the Leaning Tower of Pisa. An impossible task but you’re still expected to do it!

You rush to the address your friend texted you only to find out that her daughter got a ride home from a friend, but didn’t think to let you know.

Then you swing by three stores until you find the white poster board for your kid’s school project. And right after you’ve paid for it you get a text saying it should be blue!

When you finally get home with the blue poster board, that took you three hours to get, you find your husband has ordered pizza for the third time this week.  Which means you’ve got to do 27 hours of cardio to work off the fat calories from the four slices you consumed.

By the time you’ve cleaned up the kitchen, (which by the way always ends up taking just as much time to clean as it does when you’ve actually cooked dinner)  you’re so exhausted you can’t even think about starting laundry.

Instead, you pull out a few of the top pieces  from the dirty clothes hamper, douse them with Febreze and toss them in the dryer so they will have pseudo-clean clothing for the next day.

When you crawl into bed you remember you didn’t finish the document you haven’t started.  You have to then decide on a restless night’s sleep worrying about it, or stay up and do it.

Yeah, I have one of those days about once a week.

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Author: Shay

Shay is an action/adventure screenwriter and humor blogger. She has been married to Prince Charming for 24 years and they have two amazing and talented children.