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Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
King J did not get up at dawn this morning to go outside and lower our flag to half-staff for Memorial Day.
This morning, I did not get up extra early, long before my family, so that I would have time to mop my kitchen floor before the daily rush of traffic. After all, it isn’t a day when I could sleep in or anything.
After I didn’t mop the kitchen floor, I did not decide to start the ice cream base for the homemade ice cream we will have later today. I most assuredly did not somehow manage to spill the egg yolk/sugar slurry onto my freshly not mopped floor, and splatter it over the front of my stove and cabinets.
After I didn’t put the ice cream base together, I did not go to set it in the refrigerator to cool and knock over a quart of soy milk in the process. The soy milk container did not burst open on contact with the floor and soy milk did not spill and spray across the floor I did not earlier mop. None of the soy milk ran under the refrigerator either, and I didn’t have to push and prod and struggle to get it cleaned up. I also did not have to re-mop the floor, since I hadn’t mopped it in the first place.
Once the ice cream base I didn’t make was not safely stored in the refrigerator and the soy milk wasn’t cleaned up, I did not decide to start a pot of coffee. I would not do that, considering how my kitchen skills had not presented themselves this morning. In the process of not adding water to the coffeemaker, I did not spill said water in a puddle on my kitchen floor. As I didn’t pull the mop out yet again, I did not contemplate going back to bed and trying again in a few hours.
I also did not take a moment to put all this in perspective, then have a good chuckle at myself. I didn’t consider how silly it was to be frustrated over spilled milk, sticky egg mixture or water puddles. I didn’t think about how I could be sitting in a war zone right now, wishing I could brush my teeth or take a shower to get the gritty sand off me. I didn’t think about all the headstones in our national cemeteries that represent those who gave their lives so I could have the freedom to make a big mess in my kitchen and write a post about it.
Later today, before we go have a fun cookout, our family will not be visiting our local war memorial to pause a moment and remember to be thankful.
What haven’t you been up to this week?
