Aren't we supposed to be up to no good when the cat is away? Shouldn't the mice be playing? Well, not in my house, sister! My husband is gone on a dune buggy trip. Long gone. Well, not LONG gone, just in Clearlake. Coming home tomorrow (I think....). Man, it's hard when you're a single mom. I have Nikolas here watching the girls, but Oh, MY, G O S H !!! If Kenny didn't love these trips so much, and come home so relaxed and happy.........I might be a pisser about the whole thing!
I got up today at 5:00 am. Out the door by 5:07. That's right, no shower, bedhead and all.....Went to meet my sister in West Sac for our weekly meet at Starbucks and grocery shopping together. (It's the only way we can make time to hang out!) Then, I left West Sac at 7:45, and got home by 8:15. Unpacked groceries until 8:30. In the shower and out the door by 9:00 am. Got to the office by 9:05, no make-up, hair half wet. Worked at the office until 3:00 pm, and met a client to go show property. Showed property across two counties, got home at 8:15. The girls were starving despite a call from me at 6:15 telling lovely nephew to make dinner for them. Yes, I do love him so..........(he's too cute not to forgive). Now catching up on Facebook and the blog, while drinking vodka and cran-raspberry.
Back out to show property at 10:15 am tomorrow, in the office again at 12:00, and work until 3:00. Hope I can come home and put on jammies for the rest of the day. Need a bed, a cocktail and some zzzzzzz's. This mouse is tired, hoping cat comes home soon. Mouse doesn't play so much anymore when the cat's away. Mouse misses cat and babies do to.
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