After 22 1/2 years you would think that I would have learned some patience and tolerance, not so!!! Have you ever started your day out with something happening and then it just kept going after that? I know what happens, one thing starts out and puts me in a bad mood, then I set myself up to have everything go bad after that.
I woke up with a bad upper back, you know the one right between your shoulder blades, no matter what you do you get a pain. Well that started it, I got a cup of coffee and went to pick it up and got a sharp shooting pain and spilled the coffee, HOT, all over my hand, IT HURT!! That started the series of events. I was making breakfast and was making some bacon/sausage and an omelete for my wife. I put the cheese on the eggs and went to fold it over and splashed hot butter on my hand which caused me to pull my hand back which sent a sharp shooting pain from my back down my arm and I dropped the omelet. half in the pan and half out, which hit the stove top and began to smolder from the cheese and butter. I picked that up and continued with my task, I finished the omelet and started to cook my eggs, over easy, but the pan was too hot and the egg stuck to the bottom and when I tried to slip the spatula under it the yoke broke, I picked up the GD egg and threw it into the sink and it hit with a splat throwing egg, yoke and butter everywhere, I'll clean it up later. I took out another egg and very carefully put it into the pan (after turning the heat down) and proceeded to pay attention to the other pan that had the sausage in it, I went to turn over the sausages and it spit at me with hot grease, I jumped back, yep, sharp pain in my back, I jerked and the sausage jumped out of the pan onto the stove top. I picked that little sucker up and deposited it with one fell swoop in the same direction as the egg with the broken yoke, it hit, splattered more yoke then broke in half and landed on the floor. Another clean up when I get through, damnit. I returned to the stove only to find the other egg now was crystallized because the pan had not yet cooled down, crap, throw another egg away, this time I took the pan over to the sink and gently pushed it out with the spatula, but now I had case hardened egg on the bottom of the pan, had to clean it out, turned on the cold water, yep, you guessed, cold water in a hot pan, smoke and steam along with popping water, I pulled back, pain shot through my back dropped the fkng pan on the floor full of water, went into my slipper, ####! I looked up toward the heavens and shot a finger in that direction, to cover my bet I also looked down towards Hades and flipped off the devil. I went back to the stove to find the hash browns were not brown, they are now crispy potato blacks. I finally got one egg out of four, no sausage or bacon (wife ate that, no hash browns, one piece of toast. I was putting grage jelly on the toast and the crap fell out of my hand and landed on top of the table, jelly side down of course, I picked it up and turned it over, getting jelly all over both hands, there was so much that my damn knife and fork were stuck to my fingers. My dog, a basenji, was looking at me and I thought, what the hell, the dog got my breakfast and I'm sitting here writing this whole damn episode on an empty stomach. It's not even Monday yet.
Have a good day. (sarcastically written)
Take care and straight ahead, John.
PS: But I didn't have to drink over it. Geez, I hate that line. Oh yeah, I've still got the clean up to do.