And once you're sick, you decide that your pantry needs cleaning out. So amid coughs and sneezes and hacking up of furballs, you meander into your pantry and begin to pull out everything that has an expired date on it. Soon this:
became this ....
which became this ...
And once I had this all over my counter ....
... something unspeakable happened. Something sad happened. Something I wish hadn't happened, happened. Not only was the crash heard all the way upstairs, but so was the second crash and the third crash. I think only I heard the fourth crash. Everyone else had run for cover.
You see, while I was cleaning out the pantry, I was also cooking spaghetti. And while I was cooking spaghetti, I was also opening up a Dr. Pepper. And while I was simultaneously trying to do all of those things at once ... well, let's just say that before I knew it, there was Dr. Pepper, spaghetti and a ton of expired food products all over the place. I even managed to break my daughter's favorite Starbuck's mug.
So, what's the moral of the story? Don't clean. Don't cook. Don't even move. Lest you want to have feet that look like this; feet that have been swimming in Dr. Pepper ...
Some days it just doesn't pay to be sick.
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