I woke up this morning channeling my inner Martha. I was pumped and ready to rock. My day started off with a little sewing, a little baking and a new chili recipe. I probably would have painted my bedroom, refinished a dresser and organized all the junk drawers in the house, but the chili recipe called for half a cup of...
which is about 1/3 of a bottle. I couldn't let the other 2/3 of that bottle go to waste. Now could I?
Of course not.
Now it only takes me about 1/3 of a bottle to catch a buzz. I had 2/3.
I felt goooood. BSD would have totally gotten some had he been home.
I can see why some moms make a habit of this. Sure would make doing the laundry a lot more fun.
But I didn't do any laundry today. And I didn't paint my bedroom. Or refinish that dresser. Or organize any junk drawers.
I did do a little sewing though.
And I did bake some chocolate chip muffins.
And I did make a damn good pot of chili.
So maybe drinking a beer at noon on
Tuesday Wednesday isn't such a bad idea after all?