Anyone that knows me know, I am NOT a morning person...
Apparently, the dog has not gotten the memo (really? after this many years? seriously, learn how to read already!) He is perhaps the strongest force keeping me from considering kids in the near future behind the financial aspect and the utter lack of a support for us to lean on.
This dog decided at some point that I must be awake and ready to take him out at 8:30 each and every morning that I am not required to be awake earlier for work. Not having a yard, this means actually getting dressed, putting on the leash, and going for a brief neighborhood stroll. Normally I pawn this responsibility off on the hubs (after all, its his dog) but now it falls on me.
I tried to be understanding ... really, I did ... its morning, you gotta pee, ok ... I'll give him a pass.
Not anymore. He ruined that for himself this weekend.
He's been in no hurry to do any kind of business once we've gotten outside, he's turned up his nose at his food when we've gotten back inside (its microwaved for christ's sake!), and I just about lost it this morning when he curled up on his bed and immediately went back to sleep.
So ... I'm awake on my day off, sitting here with a sinus headache, unable to go back to sleep, hearing about how Obama's idiot healthcare ideas might actually pass ... and it was for no good reason? Un.Happy.Camper.
Yeah, I'm not ready for kids yet
Posted by Princess Cat at September 7, 2009 09:58 AM @ 09:58 AM in SSDD // Permalink | TrackBackAmen sister.
Posted by: Dorothy at September 10, 2009 08:03 AMDamn girl! You got it good. My two old hound dogs have me up at 4:30am every morning to go pee. If I don't get up they both pee right by my side of the bed or right in front of my bedroom door.
The poor old guys are too old to hold their water for more than 4 or 5 hours at the time.
Good to see you drop us a line. How's married life?
Joe