I have had one of those days. I have tried off and on all day to get here so that I could sit down and blog about this week's episode. It has been a comedy of errors the whole way through.

First off, I had to repaint one of the walls in my dining room. I started on this early this morning because I had to prime first and it takes awhile for things to dry in between coats. First thing that I discover is that I had purchased two different types of primers the other day and so I had to go to the hardware store and buy new primer.

So, I got the primer up on the wall with no problems what so ever. I then put at second coat of primer on without incident and waited for that to dry.Once again, I sat down at the computer and tried to get out a blog entry only to be bombarded with other things more pressing. So, I gave up and ordered the gift baskets from Harry and David that I always send out. At least I got that done!

With things settled a bit, I went out to my car to get something I had left out there only to discover the soda I had purchased when I went to the hardware store had frozen - and exploded - in the back of my Toyota. %$&@! That took a while to get cleaned up but went easier that I thought it would, so I returned to the house, fully determined to finish the painting in the dining room before my son decided to "help" me.

Upon returning, I noticed there were a few places that needed a touch up, so I did that, cleaned all the brushes and go ready to apply the paint. Lunch time - or actually way past lunch time. Right. Gotta feed the kids. So, chicken noodle soup warming on the stove, I grabbed something that was in the bottom of the bag I had brought in from my car before I discovered that the soda cans had exploded. I no sooner got the jar in my hand when it slipped out, hit the edge of the countertop and shattered into a hundered pieces.

The good news is that I did not cut myself and the kids were wise enough not to get near the mess. The bad news is that it was a 12 ounce bottle of pine infused essential oil that was to be a Christmas gift for my Dad. Double %$&@!

My entire house - all 3,000 square feet of it - reaks with the nauseatingly strong smell of pine along with paint and oil that I fried the fish in for supper. My dining room wall has two coats of primer and no paint.

Somebody get me out of here! LOL!