Is it Friday yet?
So far this morning, I’ve hydroplaned across dog pee. Apparently, she really HAD to go in the middle of the night and thought my hardwood floor would make the next best place since clearly waking me up was too much effort.
I’ve argued with my youngest who firmly believes he’s going back to the fire station today to see the trucks. His preschool visited yesterday. That’s an entirely different story.
I sent my husband off to work only to receive a call less than twenty minutes later informing me he was headed home to change. He’d stopped for a cup of coffee and ended up not only coating himself in it but also his truck. He came home, changed, grabbed a cup of coffee here for the ride and then took off with my SUV. I get the honor of cleaning the coffee out of his truck this morning.
Off I go.
Wish me luck….
