Some Days

Some days it isn’t worth getting out of bed. 

See yesterday there was a whole plan to get up early and go out to breakfast before the lacrosse game. Well the phone rang before we had gotten up. The Husband had to go into work because the person who was supposed to work didn’t show up and no one else could be reached by phone. Fortunately he turned up having overslept, again. We missed out on our breakfast out but The Husband brought home muffins which were very tasty. 

Then I thought I may as well make some banana bread (link to my mother’s recipe-it’s very good) with the bananas that have been sitting on the counter for a week. Tell me why when there are no bananas everyone asks “why are there no bananas?” and when I buy bananas they don’t get eaten? Another of life’s mysteries I guess. Anyway there were 9 bananas so I thought I’d make three loaves and freeze some. I got one loaf into the oven when there was a kitchen catastrophe and the banana mixture ended up down the cabinets and all over the floor. Good grief. 

On the brightside (because if I only looked at the downside I’d never get out of bed) there is a loaf of banana bread which everyone will eat and my counter is now free of the rotting bananas. I have one mostly clean outer cabinet door and the kitchen trash barrel is empty. I did salvage some time and knit quietly in an empty house. Sanity, such that it is, restored.