Disorganized Waffling
Written by The Lassie
After days of fruitless searching for my lost uni notes (the result of two solid weeks of research and studying), a bit of crying and a lot of swearing, some self-pitying whining and general hysteria, I have come to accept the cold, hard facts. My notes are gone, I have no idea where they went, the premises have been searched to no avail and I need to get over it.
This morning, the Lad gave me a good talking to after I had yet again succumbed to the gloomy mood I’ve been in ever since I discovered the disappearance of my research material. While I am by no means the most efficient and organized person in the world, I have never before lost any of my uni stuff. Retracing my steps has proven useless, as I apparently have the memory of a goldfish these days. I remember sitting on the couch in the evening, going over my notes, getting up to deal with some laundry and…that’s it. I have absolutely no recollection of anything after that point.
Well then, it would seem there’s nothing left for me to do than to just start over again. Lovely, can’t imagine anything better than that. Yes, I will of course get right on that. After I have attended to the very important matter at hand.
In the spirit of true procrastination, I have proceeded to make waffles – the German version, of course, sprinkled with powdered sugar. The house smells fantastic and I have two pairs of eyes on me this very minute, imploring me to get a move on and serve up. So, being the good housewife and mother that I am, off I go to fulfill my duty.
February 7th, 2010 at 5:05 pm
Is there any chance the Munchkin made off with them? I’m so sorry this happened. And that I’m not eating your waffles.
February 8th, 2010 at 12:06 am
As a pair of the eyes imploring the Lassie to give me those waffles, I can say they were awesome!
February 13th, 2010 at 1:17 am
Did your notes ever turn up? My first thought was to check the refrigerator (only because I’ve already put socks in there and the milk in the pantry). Or look under the couch, in case one of the spooks snuck out & grabbed them.
February 13th, 2010 at 11:27 am
Nope, unfortunately I never got my notes back. I do think that the Munchkin probably took them and hid them somewhere, but I have absolutely no clue where. Putting weird stuff in the fridge is not beyond me, but sadly, no such luck this time
February 14th, 2010 at 4:27 pm
Poor you! Having a student still under the roof, I can sympathize! I think I’d have to leave town if that happened here. I wouldn’t be able to stand the wailing! Meanwhile, making waffles sounds like a very therapeutic response to losing weeks worth of research! What else are you going to do……..
Technical question: Are German waffles as delicious as Belgian?