Today was not a good day. In the words of Alexander, it was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. The day started when I heard Thad shout "Oh, Crap" as his alarm never went off so he got a late start to the day. Alarmgate. He only overslept by about 15 minutes, but our beloved furry child d'Artagnan uses those 15 minutes to take his sweet time to find the right spot in which to poop. There really isn't a delicate way to put that. I don't know if it is all dogs or just ours, but for some reason he must pace back and forth, turn round and round, sniff segment after segment of tall grass before finding the spot to fertilize.
Fast forward a few hours. I went in to school to continue trying to make myself feel better by getting a few tasks done and preparing for the school year. I am starting (?) to know what to do? (inflection on the end of that statement!) I get back from school after a few hours- I also went to Walgreens to pick up a prescription for the allergies I have been dealing with. Insurance put a preauthorization hold on it and it still hasn't been cleared (I went to the Dr. Friday). I will continue to cough, hack, wheeze in my sleep until this comes through. Off that tangent, I let Dart out of his kennel and go heat up some leftovers from the fridge. I find out a short time after this that Dart has decided to poop on the carpet in the formal living room. Yes, we have a formal living room. It is a waste of space, I'm turning it into a library- details to follow. I only find out after poopgate 2012 that Thad didn't have time to do the ritual passes in the backyard and he forgot to tell me to take the dog out. We're not being cruel to the dog, so please don't yell at me. When I head back to school on Thursday Dart will be inside for many hours, so I haven't been walking him or taking him to the bathroom during "school hours" in order to make sure he can make it through the day. Let's hope this was a one time only deal.
1. Late wake up= no dog poop
2. No dog poop= poop in the formal living room.
3. Completely unrelated, but after doing a load of laundry and sitting on the couch to do some reading, I realize. Dang, the washer doesn't sound right. I walk towards the laundry room and feel a soggy carpet greet my toes. Enter hallway and into laundry room. Water. Water all over the floor. Water flowing down the steps into the basement. Somehow something either clogged in the drain, or the washing machine got stuck in the fill stage, either way- I cleaned up a lot of water. Luckily, I don't believe there was any major damage- waiting for a few cords to dry before we see if they are salvageable. I shall call this incident Watergate.
On the bright side, I haven't washed those floors in a while. This also got me out of cooking (not that I don't like cooking). I really didn't want to make a casserole after washing, scrubbing, wringing, dragging items. We went to the China Buffet Mongolian Grill (think HuHot). I really like this place, slightly cheaper than HuHot- but includes regular Chinese dishes and crab rangoons on buffet. And soft serve, I like soft serve.
Here's to tomorrow going better.
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