Tonight I'm eating Phad Thai and downing my Pinot at a record pace. This is when I realize that I'm eating my dinner standing up in my kitchen. The kids are at the table eating their meal, and I'm taking a bite, then loading the dishwasher. Then I take a drink, and wash out the sink.
*Bite: organize the recycling.
*Sip: take a hairbrush off the counter and put it in the bathroom.
*Bite: tell John and Birk to stop kicking each other under the table.
*Sip: feed the dog.
*Bite: I.M. my life partner and ask when he might be coming home.
*Sip: serve Ruth more pot stickers.
*Bite: answer the phone.
*Sip: explain to telemarketer that I'm not home.
How many other women are out there eating standing up like horses? $40 take out and a glass of $20/per bottle Pinot deserves better conditions than standing up and eating like a horse. Am I wrong? Next I'll be sleeping standing up. Although it would save laundry costs and I'd never have to make my bed.
