Hey y’all! We’re back! Actually we’ve been back since very late Monday night but because it’s MacGyver and I, it was a bit of a shit show. Our plane was delayed because some people on the flight previous to ours felt they deserved preferential treatment so we had to wait for over an hour which may not seem like a big deal except that the hour we had to wait meant that we had to fly through a thunderstorm. Hello turbulence!
And because I’m cheap and I booked the absolute cheapest flights possible I didn’t bother to pay extra to make sure we sat together which meant that MacGyver and I sat rows apart. On the way down, he sat beside the chatty Cathy and I got the silent farter. I was not happy. On the way back it was the opposite but the chatty Cathy was also drunk so by the time the plane landed and I’m (almost) embarrassed to say I was seconds away from punching her in the face.
We got in pretty late but fortunately all was well at the house because my in laws stayed here and took care of everything. The only casualty was Turd Butt. They found him floating in his tank Friday morning. We’re not sure what happened but I suspect he may have had too much water in the tank.
Turd Butt RIP
RIP Turd Butt, We didn’t have you long, but we’ll miss you little buddy!
The next morning I slept in but I woke up to Hank puking all over me and after I got all that cleaned up, I finally went out for a run. I was really looking forward to it sine I only ran 3 miles the whole time I was gone but it was already 80 degrees and humid as hell. Welcome home, right?
MacGyver and I had lunch with his parents and took a drive over to Phillipe Park before they left and then just as I sat down to try to get some work done, I got that familiar pain in the side of my temple.
I tried to ignore it. I took some of my pills, I did everything I know how to do. And then I started to stress. People are counting on me. I have billing to do. A website to finish, a quote to finish. I have an exciting new product to tell y’all about AND I have an amazing discount for you that is good for the whole month, and I have the entire trip to tell you about, but all of that will have to wait.
And then Hank got stung by a bee and Boomer stepped in his own dog doo and walked through the living room. This is not turning out to be a good homecoming.
WTF, it’s Wednesday, and I’m home, and at least things are back to normal!
How was your weekend? Did you do anything special?