Spent the morning working from a coffee shop. I was feeling hip and fresh.
I came home and was going to whip up a sammich for lunch and then get back to work.
Opened the bread to make the sammich and then had to go and bring the puppy back in the house. Eli had "accidentally" let him out. Oh well. I bring the dog in and return to the kitchen.
I got the ham and swiss laid out on the bread. Then I get called back out because Eli let the dog out again. Bring the dog and Eli in this time.
Back to making the sammich. It was taking longer than planned (something like 8 minutes had elapsed) but it was gonna be gooooood. I proceeded to drop some succulent bean sprouts onto my delicious lunch creation.
Panicked shouts from the living room.
"Curtis and Eli are peeing in the front yard!"
This just won't do.
I go and bring the boys in and deliver a fatherly lecture on the right and wrong times and places to pee outside. I send them to their room to clean it up. Super dad.
Super hungry dad.
I get back to the kitchen to finish making the sammich.
The dog ate the sammich.