So I just sat down on the couch with my knitting, and set a huge mug full of the last of my delicious Japanese Cherry tea on the floor next to me. About three seconds later, I kicked the stupid mug over, completely soaking three library books and the carpet. Lovely.
I don't ever want to see another tuna casserole again. I love the stuff, but after making 10 pans of it in the last two days, and then eating it for dinner tonight, I think I've had enough for awhile. A good long while. On the bright side, I am SO looking forward to filling my freezer with many delicious homemade meals tomorrow!
Steve is home, and will be for the next week, at least. Yay!