Grrrrrrrrr...........

Too much to do and too little time ............. We are hosting a New Year's Eve with friends. People I hold dear and who love me right back. But ....... company is company and I am in a cleaning frenzy; suddenly seeing my surroundings through the eyes of others. We all do it.

With that in mind I set aside this entire day to right all that is wrong here in my humble abode. Well, within reason, that is. The weather is cooperating and it has been a wonderful balmy day. I was counting on he who works part-time to help out with a few chores, but he was called in early. I wasn't too awfully upset since he tends to get in the way when I am in a manic cleaning fest. As soon as he left Murphy's Law took over. I let Wall-E, the wonder dog, out and started in the kitchen. I grabbed my laptop and put the speakers on to listen to a book I had already started and was 22 chapters into. Remembered the little white dog and went to let him in. The gate had blown open just enough for an escape ..............


Still optimistic, I was thankful that only one dog had to be found. I went into the parking lot and called his name and he came running obediently. He was gleeful and jumping into the air and ...... he was brown. All over, only the top part of his legs were unscathed. As he got closer, I prayed that it was mud (knowing in my heart it was not), I caught a whiff. Cat poop. Freshly thawed cat poop. I tried to find a place to grab the little devil that would not involve touching smeared cat poop. I did not succeed. Nothing quite like the odor of wet dog and cat poop to set the mood.


Washed the dog and went to the kitchen to discover that my time with the book had expired. Downloaded it again and set to work on the floors. I mopped and emptied the bucket SIX times, did the dishes, hung some pictures and was about to move on to dusting when a motor home drove in. I checked them in and went back to cleaning. He came back. The people occupying the space next to the one I assigned him had parked their truck there and then left in their car. I assigned another spot to him. This left only one space with running water. Three more rigs pull in. They were together and decided to let the folks cooking dinner have the spot with water and took other sites. Problem solved ........ sort of. Had to stop in the house and go scour the showers for them to use and locate an electric heater for the men's room. I am thankful for the business and the bathrooms would have had to be cleaned tomorrow anyway.


Remember the freshly washed floors? Seems that Wall-E, the wonder dog not only smeared cat poop all over his dog self, even in his ears; he apparently decided to snack on it, too and yakked all over the floor. I smelled it the minute I came in. Took a few minutes to locate it. He chose a tight area by the sofa. He not only got the floor and the foot of the sofa, but the rug as well. His little freshly washed head with a warm dry nose is on my leg as I write. It is a good thing I love him and don't have a yearning for dog on a spit!


Tomorrow will be better, right?