every freaking morning i walk into the kitchen, stand there looking around for my toothbrush, and then forget why i came into the kitchen anyway, so i have a snack, and then walk back to the bathroom and go, oh YES. i have a bathroom now. and a place to put my toothbrush in HERE.
and then i walk to the kitchen sink after i use the bathroom!
sheesh. i am like one of those chickens that Carey used to wrangle when she worked at Reptile Gardens. or maybe not.
:)
6 comments:
Um, the chickens used to bite her...
isn't funny how are brain can get a routine like that stuck in it, but...it can't seem to get a routine like exercise or eating right in it.
Can you imagine....wake up start your 3 mile run, return go to counter, get apple and granola, eat, shower, dress, do clothes and dishes
and all before you realize it.
K~
There's only one problem with your routine, Kirsten. It doesn't include any coffee!!
i LOVE your new place to brush your teeth.
and i would have to feel their gullets to see if they were full. if they were, they wouldn't perform and they would get less food that night.
so, you're lucky you're not one of those dumb chickens.
Bathroom looks great! Now come do mine.
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