So today was Bug Guy day.
He usually comes when The View is on.
I was going to wash the dishes left over from last night's spaghetti dinner that Evan did NOT eat because he wanted bologna & cheese...
Who would rather have bologna & cheese than homemade spaghetti that your mother slaved over even though her back was killing her from shopping & picking up 24 packs of water and soda?
Evan, that's who.
Anyway, I filled the sink with soapy water, took some PMS medication and laid down to soak the dishes for a few minutes (20, while I watched "The Soup Presents") and when I went back to start washing, there was no water.
Looked outside and the Utilities truck was out there digging up whatever they do.
So I went back to bed to watch Sons of Anarchy (Jade we can discuss whenever you're ready, LOL.) and the next thing I knew, Exterminator Guy was coming in my house.
He - I'm sorry, I thought I heard you say "Come In".
Me - Whatever.
In his defense, I never get up when I know it's Bug Day. I leave the front door unlocked, he knocks, I say "Who is it?" and then "Come In".
So after he left, I fell back asleep.
I woke up when I heard thunder. Which was 5 hours later.
Evan wasn't home. I assumed that he had football practice but that it would be canceled because they don't practice when it's thundering & lightning.
I picked him up.
Now we're home & I just feel out of it.
Who knew that Midol (or Da Dolla Sto version of Midol) packed that much punch???
At least I can stand up straight again, LOL.