Not a Good Day

Ever have a really bad day? Does this one qualify?

First of all, Byrdie stepped in a--how do you say--drop offering and dragged in into the house on one of her paws. Surprise by the doggy door and lots of clean up throughout the house. Oh yeah--and paw clean up after catching up with her.

Then the garage door opener broke. Oh well--we can deal with that. There's still no room in the garage anyway because it's still stacked with boxes of books.

The Hallmark ornaments are still lost.

Next I tried to heat up Costco baby back ribs in the oven. Yes, the same oven that malfunctioned on Thanksgiving Day. How was I to know that the plastic pan was only for the microwave? It melted all over the oven and then caught fire. What a mess! No ribs tonight.

And, to top it off, the first person calling to inquire about renting the condo wants me to allow her to have her dog. The ad said specifically NO PETS! But this is a CERTIFIED Service Dog--a five pound pomeranian. Oh puh-leese--gimme a break!!!

Oh well--tomorrow is another day!