Dogs, Emotions, Life, Thinking, Writing

Monster In My Closet

I started my morning in my closet.  Yep.  I realized that I had forgotten to lay out clothes last night before bed.  I got a lot done yesterday but only two things on my list I wrote down (that was mostly writing stuff and I did nothing off the writing list).  The kitchen is clean (counters wiped off, floor swept and scrubbed, rug shaken out), mouse cage is clean, living room floors are clean, ceiling fan is cleaned, dishes are swapped out… I even was able to talk to both my parents (even though Mom is upset with me because I am not putting the forward motion (finally) of garage construction on hold so that the birds who have made nests in the roof can raise their young before we evict them).  I’m mad at myself for not working on any writing.  I will take what I need to work to do some there but I think it will be another busy day at the lot.  There are a bunch of things that need to get done today.

I’m running behind today so I apologize for not being able to read anyone’s blogs before work.  I will try once I get home.  The sun is out and the furnace went on despite a low setting so it must have gotten nippy last night.  But today will hopefully be warm.  I will bring shorts and shoes to change out of incase that happens.

Despite doing well in her training Miss Stella had a potty accident.  I am frustrated because I got up twice to check on her and asked her both times if she needed to go outside.  I hope everyone has a great day!  I am out of time!  Cheers!

2 thoughts on “Monster In My Closet”

    1. It’s all or nothing. If they think they can get back in next year they will try. We’ve tried to be nice before and let them do their thing and gotten screwed. They will have to go.

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