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Just got back home after 5 days with the family in Minneapolis. Had a good time.
My partner stayed home - we couldn't afford 2 plane tickets out to Minneapolis plus having to board 3 dogs and making arrangements for someone to feed the cats and someone to dog-sit the foster greyhound. Ennywho- I had previous expressed some reluctance about going out to Minneapolis - especially during the holidays and leaving my partner alone. She insisted I go, so I did.
Yesterday she came down with a cold. The foster greyhound, in meantime has decided she is no longer house broken - probably due to the change in routine with me gone.
I got off the plane and was informed that the foster greyhound has got to go and was treated to a laundry list of complaints on the ride home, and presented with another list of things that I had to do when I did get home.
I realize that most of this is due to my partner's cold - she's a miserable cuss when sick. I took the dogs out, picked up the house, unpacked, fed the dogs, fed the cats, cleaned the litter box, hauled in wood for the wood stove, cleaned out the woodstove and started it up.
She then informed me she was going to take some meds and a nap. Fine. An hour later she's up crabbing because she can't sleep, I tell her to take some more meds. No, won't do that, going back to bed.
She got up after 2 hours complaining she couldn't sleep. I bit my tongue, wanted to point out that she did sleep because she was snoring. Would I nuke her some soup. Yes. Made the soup - forgot the crackers. Got the crackers, now the soup is in the WRONGE BOWL. Swapped bowls. NOW SHE'S NOT HUNGRY.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I should have stayed in Minneapolis. Thank-god I have to go to work tomorrow....
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