My bathrobe escapades

I awoke this morning shortly before 7:00am to my doorbell ringing. So I put on my fuzzy pink bathrobe and hobbled downstairs. I found a trollish old man on my porch who wanted me to move my car....right now of course so that some crew could work on my driveway. I knew that they were supposed to work on our driveways today, but they weren't supposed to start until 8am. And my hubby was SUPPOSED to move my car this morning. Hmpf.

So I asked Evan to run up and grab my glasses while I looked for my keys. When he was taking too long (and I was scared the troll would come back), I went upstairs to find Evan jumping on my bed! WTH?!?! So I grabbed my glasses and rushed out to move my car in my bathrobe. I'm sure the construction workers got a good laugh out of that.

So I drove around the block to park on my side of the street and of course everyone else was already taking up those spots, so I had to park on the other side of the street. And the high school kids were just getting on their bus when I got out of the car. Well, at least I gave them something to talk about on the way to school!

I went back in the house to find that Evan had eaten cake for breakfast! Not the half slice that was there, but the whole slice!

I felt like my head was going to explode by this time, so I called up my hubby and shared my story. I added some adjecties that would make a sailor blush though.

And now I have really bad cramps. Why does the universe hate me today!?!?