I hate to get on here and just complain and complain and complain but that's all I feel like doing lately and if you think YOU'RE sick of it, think of how I feel. But mostly how Joe feels. Poor Joe. Actually, no, NOT poor Joe. He's off work all this week and next week so HE'S DOING JUST FINE.
It's no secret that I'm jealous of all of Joe's time off but really,
I could have done the same, I just didn't. I'm saving my vacation time
for...something? I'm always saving my vacation time for something
because I'm always afraid I'll run out. It's a very tricksy situation
because if I DON'T use it all by the end of the year (which is June 30th
for me), I lose it. Not that I'd ever allow that to happen but it's
always a possibility. Anyway.
So Joe's off work all week and so are lots of other people and the
rest of the people don't feel like working because DUH CHRISTMAS. Did
you know it's almost Christmas? It seems to sneak up on me every year
but that's especially true this year. I've purchased all of my gifts but
not all have arrived yet and I've wrapped exactly NONE of them. Not
that I spend all that much time wrapping them anyway, they always end up
looking like a 2-year-old with a sugar high got ahold of them, but
still. It does take SOME time, no matter how half-assed you wrap
I cannot tell you how many typos I've made writing this post, short
as it is so far, but it's been a lot. I feel like lately my brain isn't
really functioning on all cylinders. FULL DISCLOSURE: I spelled
cylinders wrong my first three tries THANK YOU SPELL CHECK. I'm sure I
used to know how to spell cylinders without outside assistance but no
longer. I blame smartphones.
Anyway. I'm so bored with everything INCLUDING MYSELF that I started this yesterday
and then completely forgot about it which is probably a sign that I
shouldn't post it but I won't let THAT stop me because I haven't posted
in a while, which means any crap is better than no crap even if it's
extra crappy crap.
Speaking of crap, yesterday Max pooped in the house, which is weird
because he's been SO GOOD lately about not using our home for a toilet.
We were having trouble a while ago with Phoebe pooping in random places
(LIKE OUR BED) a couple of times but it turned out her litter box lining
just needed to be changed and now she's SUPER HAPPY to poop where she's
supposed to. And Max is super happy to eat it. I think if Max could talk
(something Joe and I discussed yesterday) my number one question would
be something along the lines of, "Max, why did you poop in the hallway?"
or "Max, why the fuck do you eat poo poo WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU." Because
gross. Also, I've been talking about poop for a really long time. Good talk, team! MERRY