Everything I have tried to do today has turned to crap. I've just given up and opened a beer....I'm done.
First, I'm getting laundry together this morning when the dogs start barking to come back in. In come 3 and I figured Brooke (sled dog) wanted to stay out in the cold so I go back to switching the laundry. Then I hear her bark, so I open the door...no Brooke. I call for her...no Brooke. Finally, I put on my boots and traips out in the snow and ice filled yard thinking maybe she got out still calling for her. Nothing. I walk back to the house and see her big face sticking out from under the porch! Our pug, Buttercup, dug herself a little hidey hole under the porch (really just a deck with sides, no foundation) and somehow this polar bear of a dog squeezed herself in there and couldn't get out because of the ice.
So finally after chopping (ice and frozen shale, with a plastic snow shovel..yeah, right), coaxing and sweet talking, and finally sitting on my butt in the ice (in sweatpants with holes) she managed to get herself halfway out, and by bracing myself with my feet on the porch I pulled her out the rest of the way. Yeah, that would have made a great YouTube video.....
After coming in and giving them all their treats, I realized my washing machine was "walking" across the laundry room. While I could get into the beat, I really don't think something without feet or wheels should be moving like that. So then it was 15 minutes of trying to rebalance the clothes, turn it back on, shut it off when it starts walking again, push it back in place, try again, and finally getting so frustrated that I just took half the load out and threw it in the tub.
Then, the dishes. Why do they pile up so much over the holidays? Could be because I HATE doing them but that's besides the point
. Started rinsing out everything to put in the dishwasher and somehow water poured all over the floor...and my feet. I was in socks. So, I changed into dry ones....and stepped in the puddle again! Now I know most smart people would have cleaned up the puddle BEFORE changing socks but apparently I'm not that smart.
THEN, the litter boxes. Cleaning them, I filled up a big ziplock bag...didn't realize the bottom was faulty. Picked it up, and dirty litter went everywhere. And I won't even talk about the vaccuum. I came apart not once, not twice, but 3 times on me.
And people wonder why I hate housework! I want a maid!!!
I'll tell you one thing, there is NO way I'm cooking dinner tonight...I may just burn the house down the way my day is going!
First, I'm getting laundry together this morning when the dogs start barking to come back in. In come 3 and I figured Brooke (sled dog) wanted to stay out in the cold so I go back to switching the laundry. Then I hear her bark, so I open the door...no Brooke. I call for her...no Brooke. Finally, I put on my boots and traips out in the snow and ice filled yard thinking maybe she got out still calling for her. Nothing. I walk back to the house and see her big face sticking out from under the porch! Our pug, Buttercup, dug herself a little hidey hole under the porch (really just a deck with sides, no foundation) and somehow this polar bear of a dog squeezed herself in there and couldn't get out because of the ice.
So finally after chopping (ice and frozen shale, with a plastic snow shovel..yeah, right), coaxing and sweet talking, and finally sitting on my butt in the ice (in sweatpants with holes) she managed to get herself halfway out, and by bracing myself with my feet on the porch I pulled her out the rest of the way. Yeah, that would have made a great YouTube video.....
After coming in and giving them all their treats, I realized my washing machine was "walking" across the laundry room. While I could get into the beat, I really don't think something without feet or wheels should be moving like that. So then it was 15 minutes of trying to rebalance the clothes, turn it back on, shut it off when it starts walking again, push it back in place, try again, and finally getting so frustrated that I just took half the load out and threw it in the tub.
Then, the dishes. Why do they pile up so much over the holidays? Could be because I HATE doing them but that's besides the point
THEN, the litter boxes. Cleaning them, I filled up a big ziplock bag...didn't realize the bottom was faulty. Picked it up, and dirty litter went everywhere. And I won't even talk about the vaccuum. I came apart not once, not twice, but 3 times on me.
And people wonder why I hate housework! I want a maid!!!
I'll tell you one thing, there is NO way I'm cooking dinner tonight...I may just burn the house down the way my day is going!
