Jinxed Saturday

You know your Saturday has been jinxed when:
You wake up to find that your freezer got left open overnight so that most of the food has been half thawed. Then when you return to what you were doing, you remember that you were in the middle of changing you 9-month-old’s diaper, and you hadn’t finished the job, and your 9-month-old has decided to have his one bowel movement of the day all over the carpet, and then decided to discover what poop feels like between his fingers. Then when you open your front door you discover that the trash from the day before did not make it beyond the front porch, and the expired dozen and a half eggs you threw out were discovered by a raccoon who not so carefully cracked open and ate all of the eggs all over your welcome mat. Then when you go to do laundry you some how manage to spill much of the contents of your laundry detergent all over your back porch. So when you wake up Sunday morning to realize the frozen juice you bought the night before did not make it into the freezer, you are just happy that it is no longer a jinxed Saturday.

Mollie