The Ramblings of a Big City Girl Gone South
12 Jul
Number of popsicles I’ve eaten today: 4
Number of sales calls I’ve gotten today: 5
Number of times I have used the excuse that my goat is in labor to avoid those sale calls: 4
Number of times I have had to change the channel for my son today: 3
Number of times today I had to view my son standing in the bathroom with his ass up in the air: 2
How many cups of coffee I have had so far: 2
Number of times my son has asked me what we were doing today: 4
Number of times I have given serious thought as to what I am going to do today: 1
Total emails that I have received today that were about my imaginary, extraordinarily small penis: 16…no, wait make that 17
Total emails received today: 83
Total emails worth reading: 3
Total estimated loads of laundry that need to get done today: 6
Actual loads of laundry that will get done today: 2, lights and darks
Number of times I have been tripped, jumped on, or butted by one of my animals TODAY: 6
Number of times today I have stepped in something left behind by one of my animals: 2
Number of times today my son as screamed at the top of his lungs, for no apparent reason: 7
Number of times I have checked the temperature outside in disbelief that 85 degrees could feel so miserable: 9
One Response for "Simple Statistics"
I’m just thinking how wonderful it would be to get off of a sales call by saying, “I can’t stay on the phone right now, my goat is in labor.”