I did not leave my pump at work Friday afternoon. And, it was not full of 24 oz of white gold.
I did not call Mr. Serious and beg, cry, and whine to ask him to stop on his way home and get it.
I did not worry that there wouldn’t be anybody there to let him in.
I did not thank him profusely when he was successful on his mission of retrieving my pump and white gold.
I did not have a great day Saturday joining some ladies from my wine and dining group Bible Study at Cheri’s house. It’s not a lake house…as I dubbed it, it’s a mansion on a lake. They went the whole weekend, but we went up for the day.
I did not drive the minivan on the freeway for only the second time since we purchased it.
I did not enjoy my margarita while we were out that day. Yummy!
I did not finally buy myself a new pair of tennis shoes. My old ones definitely were not purchased right after #1 was born.
I did not wish that there were 3 days in this weekend. Or 4 or even 5.
I did not still get three blogs designed this week even with all of the chaos that went on.
I did not come back to work and my classroom to find my microwave had gone through a food war zone…and I did not find the same thing my fridge later in the week full of an exploded Diet Coke.
I did not spend over an hour texting and then on the phone with Stephanie trying to get our Wii’s to communicate with our Miis to play Mario Kart. We finally gave up at 10pm. And, we didn’t even get to play.
I hope you do not participate too this “Not Me Monday!”