We are off to a good start on this beautiful Tuesday morning. I can't decide if I'm saying that sarcastically or not. Like, it's a beautiful morning and I'm not in a bad mood, but I've had setbacks already. Starting with me sleeping through a barrage of alarms and being 15 minutes late for work. Which is odd, because I put myself to bed last night earlier than I have in months. So I got like, an extra two hours of sleep between going to bed early and waking up late. This is probably why I'm in a good mood. Another thing is that last night I was cleaning and I went to put some laundry away and I shut my middle finger in the dresser drawer. A string of curse words slipped through my mouth as I hopped up and down around Landon who was on the floor doing sit-ups. I looked at my finger and a disgusting amount of skin had been torn off and it was bleeding. I got it cleaned up and it hardly looks like anything happened, but if even my shirt brushes against it, it stings like a mother. Not fifteen minutes later I shut my thumb on the same hand in a drawer in the kitchen. Same thing happened. So now I have bandaids all over my hand and I am coddling it like a broken wing. If i didn't learn my lesson the first time, I definitely did the second time. Dumb, dumb, dumb.
Another thing that happened last night was that I learned how to make Jiffy Lube change the oil in your vehicle in less than an hour. A life-hack, if you will. Take your car in an hour before they close and then tell them you'll be back in an hour and a half. They'll be like, "Oh, actually we close at six, so please be back before then." And then you'll be annoyed because you were going to go run 8 miles, but you can't do that in less than an hour, so you have to rearrange your entire route so you can be back to sign their paper by 5:59. And then you'll still have to run another 2 1/2 miles even though you feel like you should be done. I swear, Jiffy Lube, it's your life mission to be as inconvenient as possible.
On a positive note, some really awesome, adult things happened last night. Not like, "adult" adult, but like, all of my favorite fruit at the grocery store was on sale when I went shopping. Mangos, pineapples, and raspberries were all under a dollar and I literally danced a happy dance so aggressively that my cellphone flew out of my pocket and went sliding across the floor in the produce aisle. AND- Landon bought us a new vacuum last week from Costco. Our other vacuum basically just made lines in our carpet but didn't do anything else. The final straw was when there was an airsoft BB (no one knows where that came from) on the floor and the vacuum wouldn't suck it up. He came storming into the kitchen with it pinched between his fingers and said, "Feel this- feel how light it is. Our vacuum can't even suck that up." It was very light. Next thing I know we had a shiny new Shark vacuum in our living room. He spent twenty minutes excitedly showing me all of the features and letting me test each one out and then proceeded to spend the next hour and a half vacuuming the entire house. That sounds like a lot, and it would sound like even more to you if you realized how small our townhouse is. I mean, it's not too small for us, but the entire square footage of our place is about 1,100 square feet and just over half of it is carpet, so- yeah. He spent a really long time vacuuming not a lot of carpet. It was adorable. So yeah, last night I vacuumed our living room again and I can definitely see what the fuss is all about. Having a functioning vacuum is the best!!
So I'll say it again: we're off to a good start on this beautiful Tuesday morning! I'll let you decide the tone.