It was, to put it lightly, a hard week for me.
There was Derby Drama. And that is all I am going to give to that, as per usual.
I worked long hours training as backup to a stressful position. I'm glad I got to try it before I bought it. It certainly made me appreciate my job.
After working a 12 hour day on Wednesday, I came home to an awful smell. Poor Chango had the P&Ps again. I was thankful that I got home in the daylight so that I could clean his kennel outside. I locked him in the bathroom while I cleaned and he got sick again in there too. The smell is lingering...
All the dog and people bathing clogged my tub.
Friday I worked a 13 hour day and came home to another mess. Thankfully, I had forewarning as Cheese had contacted me. He was ready to talk to me and wanted to know if he could have his key back so he could take the dog to the park once in awhile. I don't have a problem with that, it will be nice having help with that. At this point, the tub was totally clogged so I couldn't bathe the dog. And he insisted on going with me to go buy a snake. Which didn't work. Stinky dog in the car, I was super hungry, and feeling rather blue.
Del taco was my hero that night.
If it wasn't indecent, I would post pictures of how I managed to take a shower; perched on the sides of the tub trying not to get the floor all wet or fall into the lye water below. It reminded me of how we used to play "Lava" when we were kids. Hopping from square to square in the grocery store pretending that we were surrounded by hot lava. Only, in this case, there really was liquid below and it really could burn me.
I finally called the plumber yesterday as nothing seemed to be working. The tub was half full and no amount of Draino or zip thingys or plungering was working.
Cheese decided no contact for awhile was better after all. I totally understand.
I sent a FB friend request to The Cowboy... I'm not entirely sure what I was thinking. I really should let sleeping dogs lie. There wasn't a second adjenda, I do miss his friendship. We had a lot of laughs.
C on the other hand, accepted my invite, but there isn't anything weird about that, we are still friends and it was nice to find him on FB since that is where I do most of my socializing and keeping up.I haven't been very good about calling or emailing him.
Last night I returned home from game night to a clear tub. I took a shower, even shaved my legs and it drained wonderfully. Cancelled the plumber and slept in.
Pup seems to be fine on his chicken and rice diet. I'm getting some cleaning done. I'm enjoying my house and a rainy day.
Things are defintely getting back to happy normal. I am thankful for all of my blessings today.
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I also got a clogged tub back home. But I found out that most of the time, it gets clogged because of myself - trying to drain everything in it like human hair, dog hair, and other small things. So we must see to it that we don't get these small things down the drain to prevent clogging
Yeah, my hair is REALLY long. Really long. So I know it's totally my fault. I just need to remember to clear the drain every 3 months or so to keep it draining nicely. It had been slow for awhile and I was neglectful.
Is it creepy that when I see "FB", I think "f-buddy" and not Face Book? OK, so I have a dirty mind, but, "I sent a FB friend request to The Cowboy" sounds more interesting.
I suppose it could be taken that way, but no, it was not a f-buddy. I try to avoid having those. Someone always gets hurt.
If someone's getting hurt, you need to find a better skilled f-buddy.
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