I am so blinkin’ tired!!!!! Joe had to go out of town for a couple of days, so when Scout decided at 4:20 a.m. yesterday that he had to go poop right that minute, I was the only one there, which meant I was the one he woke up. And since we’re in a hotel, not our own home, I had to get up, get dressed, put the dogs on their leashes, take them down in the elevator, take them to their favourite pooping place, let him poop, go back into the hotel, take them up in the elevator, take them to their room, and collapse in the bed and hope I could go back to sleep.
Well, I did, but not until it was almost time for me to get up anyway. Rackin’-frackin’ dogs!
So yesterday I made sure to take them out plenty of times when I got off work, even though neither of them did much of anything. And I told Scout very firmly that if he woke me up to let him go out and poop, I was going to be very upset. Well, either that worked, or else one of the poops I had to clean up this morning was Scout’s.
And I was so tired that when my cell phone ran out of juice and started beeping, I didn’t hear it. That means I didn’t wake up and plug in my charger. That means my phone turned itself off. That means my alarm didn’t go off. Yes, I woke up at 7:05. I’m supposed to be at work by 7. So I got dressed, took the dogs out, washed the dishes from last night, headed downstairs, got some food to go, and got to work 45 minutes late.
And I’m still tired.
I’m leaving work early today to take care of some business, and then I’m going to go to the hotel, arrange for service for our room, take the dogs out while our room is getting cleaned, and then I’m going to lie down and, I hope, get some delicious sleep.
Not only that, but Joe’s coming back this evening, which means if Scout *does* need to wake someone up during the night, that someone won’t be me. Because Scout’s a total papa’s boy.
Aaaah. The bliss that comes from a peaceful full night’s sleep. Tomorrow should be a better day!