I have no gun (regretably) so I cannot shoot myself in the foot. But I did, figuratively do just that. And unfortunately, my action has a consequence.
Action: Staying up too late watching TV or relishing the quiet.
Consequence: Being extremely tired the next day yet young children require supervision.
Action: Blogging or FBing instead of supervising my children.
Consequence: Children armed with crayons conquered an end panel in my kitchen.
Action: Giving the children Play Doh.
Consequence: Play Doh mashed into all of the floors.
(thank you, Lord, for hardwoods and tile)
I imagine that cowboy went home with his head hung low and became a farmer instead. I, however, do not forsee a career change. I will, instead, try to catch a powernap while the kids are *cross my fingers* napping..