Actually, today wasn't too bad for a Monday. It's much easier to have a Monday at home than to go to work.Weeks start much nicer on Tuesdays.
Ty had a check-up with the paediatrician who treated him in the hospital. She found a heart murmur while he was admitted and wanted to see him again once he was feeling better. Great news, no sign of a murmur!
But I did get her to look at his bum, he's got a stubborn rash that I suspected was now a yeast infection, and she agreed, so I picked him up some cream this afternoon.
Ty and I got new rubber boots today. His look like alligators and mine are black with white and pink paisley...oh so cute...we needed them for our huge job of cleaning up the backyard today. What a disaster!
There is at least two inches of swampy muck, and I'm not lying when I say that I spent an hour cleaning up the turds that were buried under the snow all winter.
I was double-gloved and had neat little biodegradable pooper-scooper bags and big huge paper lawn bags.
I got the job done.
It's funny...you can look at any dog owner in the world, celebrities, upper class...and know for sure that if they have a dog, they've cleaned up poop at some point. Makes us all seem rather equal, doesn't it? Except maybe the Queen and her 16 Corgis...I'm pretty sure the Queen has never pooper-scooped. She has staff for that.
Ty was my poop guide, as he tramped around the muck. He'd stop and yell, "Mommy!! More POOP!" all while flailing his arms around like a barnyard chicken.
Never a dull moment....
Has anybody heard of a Divacup? I read a local blog and the woman now has me convinced that I've been doing it wrong for the last 20ish years or so. I'm going to get me one of this and test it. I'll let all you inquiring minds know how I get along.
In other news...(gosh I'm all over the place tonight)....I'm no further ahead in my deep thoughts than I was yesterday..which, by the way-that reminds me-Thank You my DD friends for all your private messages regarding yesterday's subject that I will no longer give any energy to....you guys ROCK!
But, back to what I was saying...I'm feeling more confused about where I'm headed, what's going on....I think...when I really concentrate...that I wanted to move away so that I could close my shop and have a valid excuse, to my clients, my kids, and myself. Since it doesn't look like that will be happening....I'm back to trying to figure out what I want. My mind races a million miles a minute, and I just feel so utterly alone and solely responsible...it sucks.
Hubby and I have had plans to go away and renew our vows on our 10th anniversary, which somehow has snuck up and will be over by this time next year. We've wanted to go down South....but I've priced some packages, and man-oh-man...it's expensive! Maybe we should fly to Vegas, renew our vows with Elvis, play a few slots and then head to an all inclusive resort somewhere on a beach.
That would be my ideal vacation...but it's still a lot of money. I don't know how good we are at planning....We'll see..
Alright.
I think I'm exhausted and I can't really find any more energy to turn my crazy thoughts into legible words.
Thanks for checking in.
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