YOU MAKE IT SO HARD TO LOVE YOU SOMETIMES

My dog woke me up at 6:30am to tell me she had explosive diarrhea all over the carpet. This is instead of waking me up BEFORE shitting all over the place so I could let her out. :|

IDK where my mother's cleaning crap is, so I woke her up and left her to deal with it. I did at least wipe the dog's ass and exile her to the deck.

Why did I only leave her on the deck? Because we are currently under assault by a skunk army and she's already been sprayed 3 times in the span of a month. Once it starts getting dark, she gets locked up.

;_____; I can't win.

Only bonus is that I don't have to be at work until 3pm so I have ample time to try and pass out again.

:)

Home from work (where I got a coin thingie worth $2 for doing a good job holding down the fort for the hour that I was on my own), clean, and with a half-finished episode of Supernatural. Also, I am free the whole week! Well, until the weekend. But wooo! There it some stuff I should get done, but there's not really any huge rush.

Life is good.