Remember how someone asked me that question about a month ago? You know, THAT question?
Well, guess what.
No, I’m still not pregnant.
But it happened again. No, I’m not kidding.
I wish I was.
The thing that I find incredibly unsettling? It was an assumption. No question.
Farmer Ben and I are sitting in church, our pastor signals that it’s time to say good morning and say “hello” to those around us.
We turn around to an older couple who sits behind us every Sunday.
We say good morning.
The wife, a sweet older lady, takes a hold of my hands and says “By the way, congratulations.”
Farmer Ben and I respond, “What? Congratulations on what?”
“On the baby! Congratulations on the baby! How exciting!” she said.
Our jaws dropped.
“Um… pardon? We’re not expecting. No…no.”
Similarly to the first time this happened, there was an awkward pause. And then profuse apologies.
Ben and I quickly turned back around. I whispered in his ear, “Someone started a rumor. And I am NOT happy about it.”
So, I ask you, how do I respond to this? Should I just do nothing? Should I laugh it off? How would you react?
I am at a loss.
I can’t function today.
Let’s be real, I can’t function this week.
I am a hot mess. Scratch that… I am THE Hot Mess.
The last 24 hours have been full of bruises, spills, and mishaps.
I have managed to do the following:
- Bang my head on a countertop and now have a lovely giant bump on my forehead.
- Run into a desk, leaving a nice thigh bruise.
- Bang my arm against a shelf, another bruise.
- Spill soup
- Almost drop a tray of food
- Spill a container of ketchup.
- Get a teeny tiny, miniscule shard of glass in my foot while getting ready for work (how does that even happen?!) …and then spend ten minutes trying to get it out with a pair of tweezers…
And for the grand finale?
During lunch, I was opening a bottle of delicious (homemade) roasted garlic vinaigrette to pair with my giant salad… and well, instead of dressing my greens, I managed to violently spill half the bottle all over my desk, my phone, my chair, the floor (carpet) and my pants in the process.
Is this real life?
Anyway, I happened to have an extra pair of pants in my bag…otherwise, it would have been a rough rest of the day..
So… I’m rocking jeans at work….sigh.
Is it Friday yet?
What are some of your hot mess moments? Are you having a better week than me?