In all my planning and running around I think I'm beginning to loose my mind. We are at six days and counting.
Today I ran over our cordless phone. We actually have two, but I've somehow misplaced the other one and the battery has run down so it won't beep at me to find it. I put this phone on the bumper of the car this afternoon when I was working in the yard. I was expecting a call. Later, when I pulled out into the street I heard it drop to the ground. In my attempts to get out of the middle of the road I drove our 15 passenger van over it. It actually faired pretty well but will never work again.
When I told Sean about it he was howling. This is typical me and I'm glad he appreciates it. If not I'd be walking on pins and needles.
Did I ever tell you about the time I drove around town with the cordless phone on top of the car? Or about the time I dropped an entire box of 100 crayons down the dryer vent?
How about you? What's "typical" in your world?