bad day, getting worse by the minute. so far behind that i could cry. screw it, i am drinking one of mo's carona's then i will carry on.
joe is here. he is upset (they always are) and has taken over my computer chair as his safe place. that is fine, i went for the spare one in the garage..well it is gone, where? i don't know so now i am toddering on a wobbly plastic lawn chair so joe can feel as safe as he can. chicky is locked in the cage til she forgets she wants to kill him.
cat room done, one dog room finished. CPR re-cert cancelled cuz i forgot the sheep shearers are coming at 5 pm. the washer AND dryer are screwing up again and i cannot even get the loads in them finished. and i better drink this beer and move my butt big time.
i hate these kind of days!