Friday going like a Monday

If I am looking at the events within the last hour I would say that it is Monday, not Friday. I pulled my self out of bed after hearing the alarm at 7:40 this morning. I wanted nothing more than to go back to bed. Groggy and sleepy I make my way to the computer while fighting off Ruby and Destiny. Destiny who, first thing in the morning loves to jump on me and then dig her claws into my arm and legs. It's all really lovely and I totally look forward to it every morning. Pain first thing in the morning is awesome.

So, I just checked my sites and all that for about an hour and decide it's time for some coffee. Well, I look in the dogs water bucket and see that they need some water. So water and coffee is my mission as well as taking them to go to the bathroom. All goes fine, the usual, "Sit down! Get back! Ok go potty!" goes on. I walk back into the kitchen, bump into the bucket which bumps into my coffee cup. Bam it goes on the ground and the little bit of coffee from yesterday goes all over the stove and ground. Nice! Of course I grumbled while I cleaned it up.

Then I remembered that I hadn't taken my clothes out of the dryer from yesterday and my mom is doing her own load of laundry. I go out there get my clothes and turn around to walk out of the laundry room and slip. I don't know what I slipped on but luckily I caught myself. Grumbling again I went and put my clothes in the kitchen so I can take them upstairs with me.

So, I went and put my moms clothes in the dryer and can't find the fabric softeners. Ugh! I walk into the kitchen AGAIN and get sidetracked. Sometime this morning the cats had got into the garbage and knocked the garbage can down. So I'm picking it all up and look over. There's black bird feathers all over near the garbage. Great..a bird is in the house or a corpse by now. I look around for the bird. If it were a snake it would've bit me. Right there, laying on the kitchen ground. Thanks baby boy! He walks in and is looking at me like, "What's your problem?" Of course he's the one that got the bird...he's the only one that does it AND he had a black feather hanging out of his mouth! Yea..you were caught red handed. That part was kind of funny because it reminded me of the cartoons.

So I cleaned up the bird, picked up all the trash, and then gave my grandpa breakfast and got my coffee finally. I brought the dogs in and told them to go upstairs. I go to shut the gate that we have to keep my grandpa as well as the dogs out of the kitchen and I notice that a paint can has tipped over. Super. Now there is paint all over the floor. Can this morning get any better? It took awhile to clean that mess up. I finally got it cleaned up though. I sure hope that the rest of the day goes better than that last hour.