Literally...
This week work has come to a head. I knew it would be a crazy week going in, but 12-14 hour days were not on my radar. I am so not complaining, just saying...it's been a little trying. It's days/weeks like this were you feel the 'single parent' pain. Typically I get an hour or 2 during the day to myself to do things around the house, run errands, workout, etc. Not so much this week. It's been at least 9:30 every night before I've been able to collapse on the couch and have a little "me time". Which brings me to shitty night...
So last night I finished showing houses at 6:50. Ran by my parents to pick up a file I needed for a meeting this morning, picked up Layla at 7:08 (to be exact) and she ws completely filthy. It's be expected as she usually isn't the cleanest after being with F-head. I get her home and decide it'd be best to head straight to the bath. I get her in the bath (after playing ring around the rosey until we were dizzy on my bed). While she was taking a bath I decided to sort and put away the moutain of laundry awaiting. In the meantime I hear the down whining downstairs. She obviously needs to go out but because of surgery last week she has to be leashed. I can't very well leave Layla in the tub and go take her out. Sasha will have to wait. All the sudden I hear the dreaded, "I pooped". It's been a long time since she's done that and she had to pick last night! I get her out of the tub and decide the quickest way to get her bathed would be just to put her in the shower with me. So I get her cleaned up and dressed. Get the tub cleaned up. Gather her toys to bleach, get her in bed and head downstairs. I got halfway down the stairs when I noticed an unusual smell. It didn't take long to figure out what it was. Not only had I just just cleaned up Layla's poop, I would now be cleaning up Sasha's poop, Ya think she could have taken 2 steps to the right and done it on the hardwood floors? Hell no. Right on a runner. I got her contained to her kennel so she wouldn't step in (in the meantime I stepped in it, with bare feet of course). Get my feet scrubbed. Clean up the poop. Drap the rug outside and start hosing it down. I'm pretty sure it's ruined. Shitty night....I'd say so!
And yes, I was that Mom this morning. I dropped my child off at daycare with her pajamas on. It wasn't worth the battle this morning and I was late for a meeting. At least they were cute pajamas. :)
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Good Times!
I've been slacking...I know. It's been slightly crazy around here the last few weeks. Not only is work insane (trust me, I'm not complaining...3 closings this week alone and 2 new listings on the market...no complaints here!), Sasha (the pup) had to have surgery last week on her knee. She tore a ligament about 2 months ago and I finally bit the bullett and took to her Manhattan (imagine that!) to have surgery. The surgery went well (cost a fortune)but recovery has been a bitch. She is supposed to be contained to a kennel for 6-8 weeks. Problem is, she doesn't exactly fit in the kennel right now because she has one of those huge cones on her head. It's great fun. Not to mention Layla doesn't quite understand that she has to be gentle with her. She likes the cone and tries to pull Sasha around by it. Keeping them seperated has been challenging to say the least!
Enough about that...I know you didn't come here to read about the dog...you want the good stuff! There's lots of it. The last time I 'blogged' I had gone to Salina to see Manhattan guy (known from now on as "BK". Manhattan sucks to type). I did get to see him 2 weekends ago very briefly as I spent the night on Sunday in Manhattan with the dog. I didn't get there until after 10pm and he had to leave for work early. Nonetheless, it was good to see him. I went back down there Wednesday night (had to pick up the dog early Thurs) and got to spend a little more time with him. It was pretty damn fun (as always). I will say, he's a total bachelor. His friends had warned me about his house and the fact I might need a tetnus shot before entering. He used to live there with 5 guys and they are now down to 2...him and a really creepy dude that apparently doesn't talk. It's an old house and with a good bleach scrub down would be pretty cool. According to BK the mess isn't his (I'm tempted to believe him). He's moving this week and tells me I'll just have to wait and see how clean he really is b/c he refuses to clean up after his roomate. Likely story but I'm hopeful!
So last weekend he was playing in a really fun tournament in Wilson, Kansas (10 bucks to anyone who has actually been there). Once again it was a tiny little town and the only directions I got to the ball fields was to pull into town and look for the lights. Worked like a charm! That and the fact I almost ran into a golf cart pulling a train of 'cars' (which were actually huge water barrels on wheels with holes cut to provide seats) with a bunch of kids in it. I followed that and it took me straight to the field. There were a few girls there that I had met in Salina a few weeks before...their boyfriends/etc play on the team. I think we are officially dating. Yes...you heard that right. I got introduced as his girlfriend. And then, on 2 seperate occasions a few of the girls told me how much he likes me, talks about me all the time and wishes we could see each other more. Pretty. Damn. Cool. One of them said that she told him he better not screw this up because she really likes me. Everytime I see him I like him more. I feel like I'm being somewhat guarded but everything feels pretty good with him so far.
This weekend I think he might finally be coming to KC. I can't wait. He told me last weekend he felt bad that I was doing so much driving. I certainly wouldn't be doing it if I didn't want to...right now, it's so worth it!
Enough about that...I know you didn't come here to read about the dog...you want the good stuff! There's lots of it. The last time I 'blogged' I had gone to Salina to see Manhattan guy (known from now on as "BK". Manhattan sucks to type). I did get to see him 2 weekends ago very briefly as I spent the night on Sunday in Manhattan with the dog. I didn't get there until after 10pm and he had to leave for work early. Nonetheless, it was good to see him. I went back down there Wednesday night (had to pick up the dog early Thurs) and got to spend a little more time with him. It was pretty damn fun (as always). I will say, he's a total bachelor. His friends had warned me about his house and the fact I might need a tetnus shot before entering. He used to live there with 5 guys and they are now down to 2...him and a really creepy dude that apparently doesn't talk. It's an old house and with a good bleach scrub down would be pretty cool. According to BK the mess isn't his (I'm tempted to believe him). He's moving this week and tells me I'll just have to wait and see how clean he really is b/c he refuses to clean up after his roomate. Likely story but I'm hopeful!
So last weekend he was playing in a really fun tournament in Wilson, Kansas (10 bucks to anyone who has actually been there). Once again it was a tiny little town and the only directions I got to the ball fields was to pull into town and look for the lights. Worked like a charm! That and the fact I almost ran into a golf cart pulling a train of 'cars' (which were actually huge water barrels on wheels with holes cut to provide seats) with a bunch of kids in it. I followed that and it took me straight to the field. There were a few girls there that I had met in Salina a few weeks before...their boyfriends/etc play on the team. I think we are officially dating. Yes...you heard that right. I got introduced as his girlfriend. And then, on 2 seperate occasions a few of the girls told me how much he likes me, talks about me all the time and wishes we could see each other more. Pretty. Damn. Cool. One of them said that she told him he better not screw this up because she really likes me. Everytime I see him I like him more. I feel like I'm being somewhat guarded but everything feels pretty good with him so far.
This weekend I think he might finally be coming to KC. I can't wait. He told me last weekend he felt bad that I was doing so much driving. I certainly wouldn't be doing it if I didn't want to...right now, it's so worth it!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Here's the deal....
Okay...so you know that I have taken ALL blog links off FB for the time being. Here's the reason... I broke the "no 'friending' guys I want to date" rule. It took almost 2 hours to go back in FB history to delete all references to the blog. I just don't really think someone I've just started dating needs to read this. In addition, I deleted about the last months worth of entries just to be safe. So here we go...rewind and update on this guy that was worth 2 hrs of facebook clean up:
It's Mr. Manhattan. As you know, I went down to the middle of nowhere Kansas 2 weeks ago to meet him for the first time and we had an absolute blast. Last weekend he was going to come here but (due to lack of things going on here) we ended up meeting in Salina (oh so romantic I know!). A bunch of his friends were getting together there and it sounded like a lot of fun. Once again, it was. I love being around him. And his friends a freakin' hystertical. I have never laughed so hard in my laugh...I was actually crying. It is rather amusing though because he thinks meeting someone online is insane (of course I could careless) so he's told all his friends we've met through mutual friends. They started asking more questions Sat night and it was pretty funny.
Like I said, I love spending time with him. We've been 'talking' for over a month now and it just keeps getting better. He has a lot of qualities I am looking for (and some I wasn't but still like!). We are just different enough to keep things interesting, but similar in ways that work. So I guess we are dating now. I've ceased communication for all the other freaks (not hard to do!). I'm taking it pretty slow this time which is easy since he lives 2 hrs away. That's good and bad I suppose.
Speaking of other freaks...remember talked dude? He went a little psycho on me. I knew after the first time we met and he knew more about me than made me comfortable (via his cyber stalking) that he had it in him. He found my office phone #, home # and of course he had my cell. When I didn't return his phone calls, he'd call all 3 with a blocked number. I rarely answered because I figured out pretty quick who it was. He called my house with a blocked id and then immediately called my cell # and forgot to block his number. Duh! So while driving to meet Mr. Manhattan (who's name is Brian), I got about 4 calls from him. Sat night I got another 3. I finally sent him an email Monday to tell him 'thanks, but no thanks". Magically all the calls have stopped! Woo Hoo!
It's Mr. Manhattan. As you know, I went down to the middle of nowhere Kansas 2 weeks ago to meet him for the first time and we had an absolute blast. Last weekend he was going to come here but (due to lack of things going on here) we ended up meeting in Salina (oh so romantic I know!). A bunch of his friends were getting together there and it sounded like a lot of fun. Once again, it was. I love being around him. And his friends a freakin' hystertical. I have never laughed so hard in my laugh...I was actually crying. It is rather amusing though because he thinks meeting someone online is insane (of course I could careless) so he's told all his friends we've met through mutual friends. They started asking more questions Sat night and it was pretty funny.
Like I said, I love spending time with him. We've been 'talking' for over a month now and it just keeps getting better. He has a lot of qualities I am looking for (and some I wasn't but still like!). We are just different enough to keep things interesting, but similar in ways that work. So I guess we are dating now. I've ceased communication for all the other freaks (not hard to do!). I'm taking it pretty slow this time which is easy since he lives 2 hrs away. That's good and bad I suppose.
Speaking of other freaks...remember talked dude? He went a little psycho on me. I knew after the first time we met and he knew more about me than made me comfortable (via his cyber stalking) that he had it in him. He found my office phone #, home # and of course he had my cell. When I didn't return his phone calls, he'd call all 3 with a blocked number. I rarely answered because I figured out pretty quick who it was. He called my house with a blocked id and then immediately called my cell # and forgot to block his number. Duh! So while driving to meet Mr. Manhattan (who's name is Brian), I got about 4 calls from him. Sat night I got another 3. I finally sent him an email Monday to tell him 'thanks, but no thanks". Magically all the calls have stopped! Woo Hoo!
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