Yeah I Said That

Okay, I think probably the funniest thing ever happened to me today, well, I wasn’t actually in the room but it was pretty effin’ hilarious.

Last night my son had a major hissy fit, a tantrum to end all tantrums. He threw pillows around, couch cushions, clothes, blankets, you name it, if it was soft-ish he threw it. The place was a disaster zone, like a hurricane came rumbling through.

Now, today comes along, minding it’s own business and Jake (my son) has an appointment with his psychologist, sorry, metapsychologist, who comes here to the house to meet with him once a week.

The guy comes in, I leave the room to give them some privacy and he sits down. Apparently he sees a wet spot on the table and grabs the first cloth he sees behind the sink to wipe it up.

Turns out that the “rag” he used was a pair of my dirty underwear. Yes! Seriously! It had gotten thrown all the way out into the kitchen and somehow ended up in the sink and I wrung them out and put them there and forgot about them.

Good news is he may not have realized it, they were all bunched up. That said, he give look at me a little strange when he was leaving.