But saying Sure Happy Its Thursday turned into the real thing when I got home - late from work. Now as I have discussed here previously there is the up early procedure that had been working pretty well. When Bubba stayed his Lilly white backside in bed until I was well on my way out the door - the girls were fine, I was fine - everything was fine. Well now with Violet girl not doing so well and me apparently not taking careful time to ensure she has done all her business and necessary deeds in the morning - Bubba is arising to morning presents - which as we all know make him so very very happy.... which means that I get a phone call or some other pleasant start to my day. This time - it was how my day ended....
Its Thursday - carpool guy has a meeting that can run late on Thursdays - today I wasn't so worried because Bubba was fast asleep when I left. The girls has been let out, fed, and tended. Apparently Violet - had an issue and Bubba was presented with a present - in the laundry room. Poor baby had to tend to yucky in the laundry room on the piece of carpet we can toss in the washing machine. You deal with it and move on. I am just thankful he didn't call me at work to yell at me about something I had no control over and could do nothing about - while sitting at my desk at work...
ANY who - got home and sniffed - oh dear... not a good smell - but wasn't certain if it was trash or pups... found out fairly quickly it was pup. Violet girl to be specific. She made a big old mess in her cage.... all her blankets - and of course on her.... oh joy oh bliss. So get everyone and everything outside - get the crate broken down to clean up - toss all the blankets outside - spray some Fre-breeze to kill the aroma-de-puppy-present... then stupidly call husband to ask why the throw rug was outside... he walks in the door while I talking to him - and of course I got ---- wait of it---- cranky Bubba!!! Can I get a whoot!! whoot!! Yeah - so in walks Captain Cranky and I have to chase Violet of the icky hind quarters up the stairs to the bath tub and clean her up - all the while C.C (Captain Cranky for short) is going on and on how the dog is "stupid" because she's having some issues.... SHE'S OLD - you big dork. SO - I get stinky puppy upstairs into the tub and while I am hunched over dealing with said stinky puppy with water, soap and scrubbing my darling husband thinks NOW is a good time to try and talk to me over running water in the bathtub - from downstairs. I ignored him until he managed to get upstairs and into the bathroom - this urgent discussion he had to have.... charges on the credit card. Because now, it the midst of all the mess - was the time to look at the mail and the credit card statement. Yeah. Lucky gal aren't I??? Once we were done with credit card - then there was still time to bark at me for the mistake on the phone bill and how I to call them and say we are switching because it's $5.00 over what they said it would be... I am pretty sure that patch of hair will grow back on Violet girl... yeah pretty sure. .. Sorry puppy.
So, pathetic puppy washed and cleaned, he's now telling me he still smells poop in the laundry room... sure honey pot getting right on that.... and I said I was getting to deal with mess number 2... pun unintended there... I spat "yes dear - getting right on that so your royal nose is no longer offended..." he mumbled something about mowing the lawn. GO - now - please before you do more than smell puppy presents... OK so cleaned up blankets into the washer they go and I sit down to the computer.... I didn't get 10 minute in to bill paying and blogging when I am being shouted at - from the outside window... Bubba is standing outside with the lawn mower shouting at me asking me what I am doing.... seriously?!? I point to the phone because I was indeed on hold with Large Nameless Phone company - while blogging. :-)
Oh and did I add the cleaning lady called and told me there is a leak in my bathroom into the laundry but she can't pin point exactly where... yeah. So when C.C. gets done eating something to ward off the Captain we get to play - find the leaking water. Oh yea... S.H.I Thursday... so very very happy. Just heard the washer kick off... now to dry clean blankets and wonder if Bubba would notice if I shoved that can of Fre-Breeze up his nose...
Oh yeah - and I have to find a new coping skill instead of food for days like this... really??? Because frankly something sugar laden and gooey would really make this all go away.... yeah yeah - finding something else - like blogging!!! Aren't you lucky?
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