Beep! Beep! Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

Today, I decided to use our dying bananas and make banana bread.
Yum, right?
Thus begins the problems.
[Using a quick way of writing because my arms hurt to type]

The Tale of the Bread, from my point of view:

All right. Need two eggs. *look in fridge* No eggs.
*drive to store, buy carton of eggs, drive back*
All right. eggs. *crack, dump, toss shells*
Need margarine. *look in fridge...half a stick of margarine when I need a whole one*
*sigh*
*use half a stick of margarine, half a stick of butter*
Need bananas. *peel bananas...one inch-long segment of peel at a time as the peel disintegrates on me*
Mix. *turn on mixer...bananas try to go flying*
*sigh*
*mix together dry ingredients, add to wet, pour into greased pans, put in oven*
Good. Second batch.
*mix, mix, mix, using butter instead of margarine*
*pour batter into last pan, then scoop into mini-muffin pan*
*put in oven*
[Later]
*go to take bread out, phone rings...continue trying to take finished bread out, newer pan of bread tips over and spills*
*sigh*
*scoot out as much spilled batter as possible, but some sneaks down sides of oven where it is unreachable*
*sigh*
*leave as is...stinky burnt bread smell*
*pull out muffins, let cool*
[Later]
*make dinner (a stir together in pan and let cook from a box meal)...turn on oven to preheat...just as soon as I start putting pan in oven, smoke alarm goes off (from burnt bread smell), I jerk and spill water out of the pan all over the door, sending up more smoke which sets the smoke alarm off half a dozen more times*
*frantically try to clean up/fix meal/air out room/keep smoke alarm from going off*
*open all doors and windows, turn on stove fan, add water to pan and put in stinky oven...finally get alarm to stop beeping every half a minute*


*SIGH*