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Summer Break Shenanigans

The pest control guy said he would be here at 10:30, so when the doorbell rang at 9:15, the dogs and I were still pajama’d and braless. I’m dressed now, but there’s nothing like greeting a person who probably woke up at 5:15 to start their day in your pajamas and saying, “I wasn’t expecting you for another hour!”

Note: I am usually up by 6 because one of the dogs has a very powerful urge to have breakfast before the sun. I just look like and feel like a bum. (This may or may not be because I did not actually leave the house at any point yesterday?)

Then I went looking for a gif so I could say something pithy to you guys. I googled “like a mother-fucking adult! gif”. Spoiler: Don’t do that. Especially don’t do that if you are at work.

Lots of neat stuff to report, somehow no brainspace to form coherent sentences. How is your Monday?

Edit: I have dusted, swept, mopped, and vacuumed, and my house still feels ... dingy. I am beginning to suspect there is no amount of cleaning to counterbalance my very messy dogs. And also that having only one South facing window, and the only window in the main living space being ... west ... makes the house feel dark and somewhat dingy. (Although it was immaculate when we moved in, somehow? Fresh paint? Dunno.) As this living space becomes permanent, my dissatisfaction with it increases.

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