After I took Lauren to school this morning I was trying to decide what I would do with my day. It's cold and overcast so going out didn't sound appealing. Cleaning house is one of my least favorite activities, so I easily talked myself out of that! I decided it was the perfect day to watch movies and wrap shoeboxes in the living room floor. (Oh, ye of little faith. You thought I wouldn't sneak OCC in here somewhere!) But first, I needed some breakfast. Now, those of you who know me, know I am not a breakfast person. I have been told six million times by my Yoda Dana to eat breakfast every day and I'd feel better and have more energy. But, alas, my head is extraordinarily thick! This morning, however, I was actually hungry! A hard boiled egg sounded perfect.
I went to the refrigerator and, sure enough, we have eggs - 8, in fact. Lauren, my daughter, loves hard boiled eggs, so why not just cook all 8! I prepared the pan with salt and the eggs and filled it with water, turned on the burner and got the cooking process started.
Here is where I goofed. I got distracted. I started reading email, sending email, responding to questions about OCC, getting some paperwork completed for my Regional Office, etc. I was just in the living room, but, as these stories always go, I needed something upstairs on the desktop computer. I am extremely ADD on a normal day, but lately with so much going on, I'm exceptionally so!
Yeah, you can see where this is headed ...
I had been upstairs for at least 20 minutes when I heard a loud sound downstairs! Emma, my golden retriever, heard it too, of course, and was up like a shot ready to defend her territory and it's mistress, if necessary. I figured it must've been the cat doing something he's not supposed to, when I heard the sound again - louder this time! I also realized that the cat is still outside and Emma and I are alone in the house ...
So downstairs we run and it's then that I smell a weird, pungent, nasty burning smell. Then it hits me ... I was boiling eggs for my breakfast! So I run into the kitchen fully expecting fire when I see boiled egg carcass all over the kitchen! And when I saw all over the kitchen, I mean all over the kitchen! I even found egg parts across the room by the coffee pot!
What was I to do? I started laughing at the ridiculousness of what I had done and realized I am truly in need of some time management (and perhaps it's time for a discussion with my doctor about my ADD)!
Yep. I now am well versed on how to make egg bombs, should you ever need that information in the future. I will say, though, that the eggs are some very hard boiled, but quite tasty with a nice smoke flavor - at least the ones that "lived" are.
So, the moral of this story? The watched pot may never boil, but the forgotten pot will certainly explode!!
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