- I officially have to be an adult again and SET AN ALARM! The horror. I was dreading it all last week and Sunday night I did it. 6:45. I haven't willingly got up at 6:45 in a long time. But, it needed to be done because Evie was starting Kindergarten on Monday and what sort of mama would I be if she was late on her first day. Also, I was in panic mode not knowing how the fuck drop off and pick up worked. And her school campus is A LOT bigger than you would think from the outside. It has an open campus concept with building everywhere and the hell if I knew where anything was. Still don't actually. So, I set the alarm and got Big E to school on time. We did well this whole week. Yep, all super mom up in this B.
- We are missing a kitty. Mega ultra sad face. Two weeks ago our cat, Senior Biscuit, busted out the front door when we were coming inside. He loved running outside and ALWAYS came home. A day went by, then two, then three and no sign of Biscuit. I think we can for sure that he isn't coming home. I hope he found a new home and not the underside of a speeding car. Poor boy. And his brother, Neil, is beside himself. They were from the same litter and we adopted them together as kittens. They were inseparable for 3 years. So now Neil is even more up my ass than he used to be. Seriously, I can't go anywhere in the is house without him creeping up behind me and then letting out a meowowl. That last word is a combination of meow and howl, in case you were like the fuck? As I write this, Neil is camped on my legs sleeping.
- I was without TV and internet for 2 days and thought I would lose my mind. So there I am sitting on the living room floor folding clothes and watching TV when suddenly my show cuts out. Interesting...I tried resetting the box and some other shit, mostly a lot of swearing and unplugging things, before I finally bit the bullet and called Verizon. 45 minutes later it was determined that a tech would have to come the next day to check it out. Ugh. Fine. So a tech comes and tells me that one of the dogs chewed through the fiber line. Sounds about right. He fixes it but doesn't bury the line. Says someone will be out the next day to bury it. FF about two hours when I let Archer outside to do his business. He was outside for MAYBE 10 minutes before he chewed the goddamn wire again. I say again because I'm pretty sure he was the one to do it the first time. I called Verizon again and they had a tech come out the next day. Of course the tech didn't bury the line. Apparently that's like "Charlie Work" (It's Always Sunny, anyone?) and ain't nobody got time for that. Jon came home and buried it. We should get a discount or at least not have to pay for the NFL Network package that Jon bought last night.. Friggin' Verizon.
- I have to get a root canal on Monday. FML hard. I knew there was a cavity there. I saw the lil sonofabitch but chose to ignore it because I HATE THE DENTIST. I know, I know, who actually likes going to the dentist? No one. Take it from me, just put your big girl panties on and GO! The pain I was in was ridiculous. Throbbing, shooting, horrible, and mind numbing. Holy lordy. The dentist gave me some antibiotics and pain killers to hold me over until Monday. The antibiotics kicked in over night and I don't really need the other meds, which is sweet. My poor liver needs a break from all the Tylenol and Goodys and Ibuprofen. Come Monday I am going to be a miserable wreck.
So that's what happened since the last time I wrote. It's been a little nutso here, as per usual. Please excuse me while I go perch myself at my bedroom window and wait for Archer to slink past and try to dig up a freshly buried wire. $10 says it happens.