I set my alarm for 7am today because I had a job interview at 9:30am.
So I woke up at 7am. Quite tired in fact; I've not been sleeping well. I get out of bed and find that there is a pile of doggie diarrhea right in front of the bed. Not only is there a pile of it, but there's trails of it leading out of the bedroom. Upon further inspection it leads up to the back door. Great.
So I grab the cleaning tools and walk to the bedroom again. I head for my PJ pants on the floor and get another surprise. Dog pee on my pants and the blanket next to it. So I take them out to the backyard.
Clean up the dog poo. Dog won't come back in the house, so give up get into the shower. Get out and realize that cat won't stay out of the fucking blinds and has ruined them, so before we move we owe our landlords a new set of blinds.
Luckily MIL came over and agreed to stay with the dogs while I went to my interview.
Came home, tried to pay the power bill online and only afterwards realized it had the wrong bank account on file, so I had to call them and cancel the payments so it wouldn't try to withdraw from an empty bank account. Paid it with the right one.
WTF. I hate this day. At least R's doing well on his interview. And my interview went well; if I don't get a call this week I start orientation next Tuesday. Fingers crossed!
Grumble.
Oh yeah, my mother is in the hospital. I feel like shit because my dad badly needed me to come watch the house and pets today and tomorrow, but I can't because my pets seem to be sick and R's not home.She'll probably be in there a couple of days.
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She'll probably be in there a couple of days.
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