And that would be me.
Muffin went to her Daddy's on Saturday (after a long and difficult argument Thursday). I miss her terribly.
The handyman came over on Friday to spiff up the front of the house and in the course of his inspection he found a hole in my soffit that was apparently made by rodents who ATE THEIR WAY INTO MY HOUSE!!! He is going to fix this hole but of course, it costs extra to chase down the little buggers. Dammit.
The exterminator came by this morning to rid me of some pesky wasps that decided to take up residence in the shutters outside my window. More money. Great.
Finally, some bitch at the grocery decided that the "self checkout" lane was going to be a unique and satisfying learning experience for her three-year-old. You know, I wouldn't have minded the wait if it hadn't have occurred at 5pm when all I want to do is go home. Lady - please play with the self-checkout machine sometime during the day and not at rush hour. Kai? Thx.
I was very very tempted to go down the wine aisle and pick up something to self medicate with, however the last time I drank wine I made a damn fool of myself and that particular sensation of remorse will probably last me at least another week or so. Ugh. I hate that feeling.
So, here's hoping that the rest of the week begins to look up. In parting, I will share a youtube video sent by my very good friend to cheer me up. Enjoy.