Monday, February 13, 2012
Boy, was I in a bad mood yesterday! What happened? It started with cat poop on the carpet. We have one long-haired cat, a Maine Coon. If the fur on her behind isn't trimmed, it sometimes gets poop caught in it. Apparently this has happened again. We got up yesterday to find she had been scooting along the carpet to wipe it off... there was a trail of brown marks across the living room.
I got out the spot remover out to clean it, and it wouldn't spray. The bottle that wouldn't spray was almost empty, so I got the new bottle out. It wouldn't spray either. I tried turning the nozzle every which way.. no spray. I finally got so frustrated that I was banging the bottle against the kitchen counter. My husband, hearing the racket, came out to see what was going on. Of course it sprayed right away for him. Ha!
Then I opened a can of soup for lunch. Another cat thought it was a can of tuna and came running. Apparently my husband thought it was a can of tuna too, and he called to me, "hey, could you make me a tuna sandwich?". So I got out a can of tuna. It has this weird little pull-tab on top that I hate. I can't get it open! It states on top, in case you can't use the pull-tab feel free to use a can opener. Well, the can opener won't work on it either. I finally had to call my husband to open the tuna.
I was feeling frustrated and helpless that nothing was working for me. Then I started having a hot flash. The TV in the background wasn't helping. I had just heard Whitney Houston singing that song from "The Bodyguard" for about the 100th time that morning, and I couldn't take it any more (I don't know why, but I've never liked that song). I switched the channel and there were politicians arguing, one saying more ridiculous things than the next. I just flipped!
I felt like crying and yelling and stomping around. I felt like a child ready to throw a tantrum. I wanted to go outside for some fresh air and sunshine but it was freezing outside. I started telling my husband how much I miss the beach. I was feeling actual hunger pains for the beach. I was feeling very sorry for myself, I am ashamed to say now.
Today I'm calm. I lit a fire in the fireplace and made pumpkin pancakes. I didn't try to open any cans or spray anything. There was no cat poop on the floor. A better day. The sun is even shining.