For the Dogs

A day in my life...

Lying around all day. Granted I just knew this was going to be an at home vacation.

NOPE. Not Really.

I can sympathize with this little fella.

I have to wait for someone to feed me and to help me "Go".

This vacation is for the dogs.

I am here alone ....

Any other day of the week this would be grand.

But today, not so much.

Frustrated  enough to pull my hair out and about to die of cabin fever

I made my way out of bedroom only to see my living room...

I won't even describe it. Just know that while I have been in my room, my husband and two teenage daughters have had run of the house. Enough said.

It's not that bad but it's not that good either.

I sooooo want to clean my house.

I am terrified to see my kitchen.

Mr. H has done all of the cooking since Monday.

They say Rome wasn't built in a day

but I know what can happen to a kitchen in one.

My version of clean is soooo not their version of clean.

I like stuff in it's place and everything tidy.

I'm not Florence from the Jefferson's or anything of the sort.

I'm just neat.

OH well.... let me hop my way over to the couch and wait for someone to come home and feed me.

Now I know why Kingston was sooo excited to see me when I came home.