A friend asked- “Did you have a fun morning?”. “Bless your innocent heart”, I replied-----
You mean beside the fact that when I woke up this morning, it was obvious that a rabid wombat had nested in my mouth all night? Yes, that really cracked me up. Or maybe the fact that in my rush to rid my mouth of unwanted wombat residue, I fumbled with my toothbrush and yup, you guessed it---dropped it in the toilet! You cracking up yet? There's more----moving on to my morning meds. I decided to count my remaining premarin to see if I should call for a refill today. That's when my cat, Byron, decided to launch himself at me from his hiding place behind the shower curtain, which startled me and knocked the open bottle out of my hand. I let out a squeal, (that startled the cat), and found myself grasping wildly for the pills, while also juggling a crazed furball with claws. The good news is- I was able to count those precious pills as they spun through the air, (there were three of them). The bad news is, they all landed next to my toothbrush. In hindsight, I should have put the lid down, I guess. Are you laughing now?
Now many of you ladies will know that premarin is a hormone replacement that helps us battle the "menopause monster". Without it, I can expect a raging hormonal flux that could suck my entire household into it like an evil black hole, so I'm guessing that all prudent living things will be avoiding me for a while. My husband will fear me----now that IS worth a chuckle!
Meanwhile, I've decided that maybe I should just store the entire contents of my medicine cabinet in the toilet--- you know, save myself some time.
Tags: Bad Day Humor Menopause Cats
