The Weekend In Numbers
Chandeliers considered for breakfast nook: five hundred three.
Chandeliers acquired for breakfast nook: zero.
Pairs of pants tried on, barely buttoned, and shucked off in disgust: four.
Pairs of pants that actually fit me: one.
Pairs of pants that actually fit me that were not Rob's old sweat pants: zero.
Number of times I cursed pre-menstrual bloating: eighteen.
Rooms cleaned out, dusted, and currently empty, awaiting painters: two.
Number of foreign objects, displaced from said rooms and huddling together in a furniture refuge camp in the living room: dozens.
Family dinners: two.
Splinters removed from my father-in-law by me: one.
Pee messes the small dog made in the in-law's house, ON CARPET: one.
Vomit messes the small dog made in the car: one.
Wii acquisition missions attempted: one.
Wiis acquired: zero.
Number of people waiting in line for Wiis at Target on Sunday morning: fifty to sixty.
Number of Wiis in their shipment: eight.
Number of people waiting in line for Wiis at Walmart on Sunday morning: a few.
Number of Wiis in their shipment (despite advertising): zero.
Chances of me scoring a Wii before Christmas, as a guess: one in four.