This morning has not been the best of mornings for me. The dog woke me up at 3 a.m. and I couldn't get back to sleep. I only slept another hour before the alarm clock went off. And the dog didn't have to go to the bathroom, noooo, she wanted upstairs to sleep with my Mom because she didn't want to miss breakfast. Stupid dog! I love her but she's a pain in the butt.

Then Zachary almost missed the bus this morning. We walked out of the door just in time for him to pull up to the driveway. Zach had to run to get there and get on. At least we made it though ~ today would have been a bad day to miss the bus. He has a field trip today and I was without a car. He would have been really upset.

So first thing this morning we come upstairs and Zach notices that the dog has thrown up and pooped on the carpet. So what does he do? He's goes and wakes his grandmother up with that news on her day off! Holy crap was she pissed! She's been nasty all morning since, even to me. I finally told her that I was sorry that she had been unpleasantly awoken, but that I didn't appreciate her taking it out on me when I didn't do it in the first place. I even had to pull Zachary away from her because she was being so nasty to him. He was so upset he went in behind the couch and hid. I had to draw him out by reminding him that he had a field trip today. That did it and got him moving.

Then my husband calls to say he's going to come get me so we can drive back up to town to pick up his truck. So we pay $200 for the repair work, only to find 4 miles down the road that while the AC is working again the heat doesn't work anymore. We had to turn around and take the truck back and then make the long drive home. I should ask if they pay for mileage when they're the ones that screw up.

I was dreading coming home and dealing with my Mom again, but luckily she's out mowing the lawn. So that gives me some time to relax before I have to really deal with her again. Maybe her mood has mellowed out some by now. It's been several hours now.

Needless to say I'm pretty grumpy now. Shortly I have to go by work and pick up my schedule for the week. I'm nervous about it and hoping they didn't give me too many hours…I'm not ready for that yet. It's going to take a couple weeks for me to get back in the swing of things. But I know it will all come back to me; I've always been good at my job and have little problems with keeping myself busy and useful as well as pleasant to the customers. Most of them crave human contact and come into the store several times a week because they're elderly and lonely. So I chat with them and try to find at least one compliment for them to make their day go better.

I'm probably going to lay down with my husband when he goes to bed here shortly because I'm tired and grumpy. ( I know, I already said that. ) Maybe I'll wake up refreshed and feeling more capable of facing the day. Wish me luck.