Today was a rough day, we woke up late, nearly missed the school bus. I walked, or other rather ran the kids to the bus stop, just catching it in time. I came back home to find that I locked myself out of the house. Luckily a friend was nearby with a set of spare keys, and he was willing to drive over to our place at 7:00 in the morning!
By the time I got home, my chai was cold and I thought I would treat myself by making a fresh cup. I started a new cup on the stove and thought I could be more efficient if I ran up and made the beds while my chai was heating – that way I can enjoy it without worrying about all else I have to do this morning. Well, while I was upstairs I got distracted: I thought if I am making the beds, I might as well tidy up the bathrooms, and if I am tidying up the bathrooms, I might as well hang up the pajamas that are on the floor, when all of a sudden I smell something horrible downstairs, to discover I left the stove on. As I run down I am praying that a fire has not started, my chai was caramelized and my pot cannot be used again since it is as black as black can be now. I was late for my next appointment.... after that, I had to stop feeling bad and put things into perspective: it really could have been worse. But thanks to the someone up above watching over me, it wasn't.