I have also been desperately cleaning my house - remember post concerning acceptance and how I feel like I am always behind. Yes, I'm trying to get the house in shape to have this baby shower that celebrates the fact that I no longer have to wait patiently for my dear friends to have their baby (the one I have been patiently waiting for). So my house is probably the cleanest it has been since the one day after my parents moved out and the day before we moved in. I'll explain that in another post soon.
and look no toys in the living room!
So why do I want to cry? At 4am this morning, my hubby and I were awakened by a ruckus outside - meet the reasons for this ruckus:
Yes, my 4 legged children - and what was said ruckus at 4am. These precious creatures that God so lovingly bestowed upon our household had in fact discovered a black and white animal of the skunk nature and had decided to chase said animal of the skunk nature and get sprayed! Then they preceded to run past me (who was running outside in my pj's with my trusty flashlight) and they ran into my house and into my bedroom. Now I want to cry!! My house- the very one that has never been cleaner now smells like skunk as do my dogs. So at 7am this morning my daughter and I were catching these skunk smelled dogs and washing them out front in the plastic pool. I am now in the process of re-shampooing my carpets, mopping the floors, and airing out the entire house so that by Saturday when we have dozens of people over to celebrate the baby that I have waited so patiently for - my house will not stink! I know, you now want to cry too, don't you?