Hell's kitchen

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See that quote above? Oh boy did I ever need it this evening! Seriously. What a night. It has been a comedy of errors at every turn. I've been trying for about an hour to get everyone's lunches made and it would seem that the fates are conspiring against me. First, good luck finding any containers with lids that match. They have all disappeared into the abyss. Second, would you believe that as I was rummaging through a kitchen drawer in search of sandwich bags (due to lack of aforementioned containers!) I knocked an open bag of frozen blueberries over and watched as they all poured into the drawer? Okay, take a deep breath, try not to freak out. Start pulling everything out of drawer to retrieve all the blueberries before they turn into a mushy purple pulp. Pick up a bag of shish-kabob skewers only to discover that one end is open (the end with all the sharp pointy bits poking out) and proceed to let every single one of them slide out of the bag and straight onto my bare feet! Gaah! Can't even tell you how much that hurt. Only slightly less than the part where I cut open my thumb while attempting to slice cheese for the sandwiches. Combine all that with my nasty cramps and splitting headache and you get an idea how much fun I'm having here. Sigh...

Anyway, I'm giving it all up as a lost cause. The lunches are sort of half made now. I think I've got all the blueberries out of the drawer (though you just know there's a rogue one hiding in there, and I'll discover it a week or two from now!) and the skewers are up off the floor. I've put the kettle on to make myself some decaf tea. I'm getting into my comfy bed with a light-hearted book and a soothing cuppa. I feel better just thinking about it.

Good-night, sweet friends! Farewell to March. April, I'll see you in the morning.