Hump day my ass!

So far I have had the crappiest Wednesday in the history of Wednesdays. And it's not even 11 in the morning!

Let's see, where do I begin? I got up and the hot water pipes were frozen again. Yes, I said the HOT water pipes, and yes I said AGAIN. Why in the hell can't I live in a house where the COLD pipes freeze? Isn't that how it normally works? Anyway, I'm crouched on my hands and knees wrapping heat tape around the pipes, while my husband sleep peacefully in our bedroom. My daughter stayed home from school today cuz she's not feeling well. Hum...missed a full week of school due to weather, and NOW she gets sick? Dammit...

So the pipes are fronzen, my husband and kid are sleeping, and I'm trying to thaw pipes while a cat is playing with the heat tape and another cat is chasing this cats tail...leaping up on my shoulders...claws extended.

Of course, the cat scratched me, and I'm sure it drew blood, but I can't clean out the wound...I have no freakin' hot water!

DAMMIT!

I finished wrapping the pipes just in time to catch the dog peeing on my kitchen rug. She looks at me guiltily and says "well, if you would let me out when I asked, this wouldn't have happened. Yes, I said "she said". My dog talks to me. If your dog doesn't talk to you, well, whatever. My dog talks.

I shoo the dog out the door. (yes, I did reply to what she said, but that's not important right now).

I put on water for coffee, and notice that one of my cow mugs is on the floor. As I pick it up, I realize that handle is broken off. I turned and look at the cats that are sitting at my feet.

"Which of you did this? Who broke a cow mug?"

They just stared at me. The cats don't talk, which is probably a good thing, because they, like the dog, have no respect for me. However, they fear the cold and becoming Dinner Speciality #7 at Don's Wok-A-Rama, so they keep their mouths shut.

So, let's recap: frozen pipes, lazy husband, sick kid, doggie mess, broken mug, conspiratory cats.

Oh, and did I mention I have to go work my crappy job, with a new crappy schedule, and an extra crappy day? But THAT is blog entry all by itself, more on that later.

I did get some good news. I might have scored a SERIOUS writing gig. If that is the case, then I can leave the aforementioned crappy job by June.

Oh..wait...YES! The hot water is flowing again.

Now, if I could only get the dog to shut up, the cats to pack up for a warmer climate, the day might be salvagable.
- posted by Kim @ 11:07 AM