First, there was a pair of socks in the driveway. It is 26 degrees outside. Who took their socks off and left them in the driveway in 26 degree weather?
I found toothpaste on the toilet seat. Whyyyyyyyy?
There was a mouse on the counter. Nearby, the cats slept soundly. DANGBLASTITALL, this is their only job.
Somehow, Abby found ice cream wrappers and shredded them in the floor. ARRRGGGGHHH.
I want to go back to work. These sort of things do not happen at the library.
Somebody help me. Please help me. Seriously.
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Aww, the frustrations of everyday life. You always manage to make us smile about them!
ReplyDeleteHa! Good-for-nothing cats. Can't help you with any of these. But can laugh with you. If that, indeed, is what you're doing.
ReplyDeleteCome on, there are waaaay worse things you could have found on the toilet seat!!! I can relate to the shredding; slowly I am learning not to leave ANYTHING within doggie reach; no telling what all I've vacuumed that's been shredded in the past few months.
ReplyDeleteHi Kathryn, yes very frustrating. Might as well laugh.
ReplyDeleteJim, Those cats better take care of that mouse today!
But Nola, just guess who I found the toothpaste.
I'll give you 10 years and you'll be over it. Then you can sit back and enjoy the frozen fog with a nice cup of hot chocolate--or take a bubble bath---or nothing. I love this stage in my life! It is so good to grow older and so glad I started having kids very young in life.
ReplyDeleteAnna, It will be done in eight years. Yes, I am counting. But seriously, I do enjoy my boys. How boring would it be without them. I had my 20's to myself and really lived it up.
ReplyDeleteNo Deb, NOT only at your house!;)
ReplyDeleteAAAAHHHHH SOCKS!!!!!! And talk about a brazen mouse. Sheesh. never a dull moment, or as we say around here, no rest for the wicked! I've never had a tranquilizer or any other sort of mood-altering medication, but God knows, I occasionally fantasize about it. Imagine seeing all this and thinking "Yeah, so?!" Right, I couldn't either...
ReplyDeleteFoxy, Misery loves somebody else to bitch with.
ReplyDeleteOFB, I figured by this time of the year you would have softened on the sock attitude. Gotta appreciate your dedication to the cause. Don't think I have not considered getting myself medicated.
I would run to the nearest doctor who prescribes tiny little pills of potent cheerfulness. I would race to the pharmacy to get them filled. I would get in my car and pop one into my mouth, and sigh with relief that soon, it would all just be vague. And laughable.
ReplyDeleteBrenda
Brenda, I've considered it. Yet, somehow a quick rant to y'all makes me feel much better. Thanks for lending and ear.
ReplyDeleteHmm, sounds like your cats are as efficient as mine were in taking care of my mole last year that got into our house not once, but TWICE.
ReplyDeleteYour rants not only help you, but they help us too. Some days there's just nothing to smile about but the monkey's shenanigans. I can't smile about my own kids doing that kind of stuff till days later.
Besides, the pills would probably take at least a month to work and by then it will be spring down there and you'll be out planting more stuff in your yard. Who needs pills when you've got all that?
better than finding undies in the driveway!LOL
ReplyDeletecinj, I am glad we are all getting something out of it. My exasperation is not a medical condition it is a motherhood condition.
ReplyDeleteflowrgirl1, that would be much worse.
sorry to say I believe most of this, however, why wife is a librarian so I know that part is a lie.
ReplyDeleteWayne S., How dare you. I do not lie. I have photo proof of all of this and worse. Dude, do you have three boys? Seriously. In my world, the library, where I work, is a safe haven:P
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