Dang, I think I'm done at my mom's house. I went over there today since I had to flea bomb my house and flea bathe my cat. That was a laugh riot a minute let me tell you. I think I'm going to have nightmares over the looks he was giving me while he was in the tub. I know I put 1 cat with 4 legs in the tub, but he cloned while in there, I was wrestling 5 soapy cats with 20 legs I'm sure! After I put him in his cat carrier and put him on the porch, I set off the spray cans and scooted out the door. I got to moms and walked her pond with algaecide, measuring out precise amounts and making certian the entire pond had the right amount to kill off the algae. That's what my daddy told me to do, in reality I just flung handfuls of crystals out and into the pond till the container was empty. I did get all the way around the pond, so I reckon it will start to kill it off. Then I hung curtians, fixed her rods, screwed, drilled and used man tools to do it, played Huck Finn to my daddy's Tom Sawyer as we painted a white picket fence together, stripped and made all her beds and went out to dinner with them. After dinner I ran up to the local Wally World and bought them out of flea eradication devices for the cat. I bought spray for the nooks and crannies the bombs wouldn't mist, and collared and dropped Eugene with mega flea killer gunk, certian to annihilate all the fleas upon contact. Did you know that they make devices you plug in the wall that make a noise only fleas can hear, that somehow kills them. I though about it, but at $39.00 I said nothanksyouvery much. So I think that I will be flea free after the next round of bombs, as I am well supplied with the impliments of war, which will be in 7 days. I WILL WIN THIS CAMPAIGN!!! I WILL PURGE MY DOMICILE OF THIS ENEMY! Hehehe such a nuisance. Then of course I had to vacuum and clear out the bag and all the clean up duty in the house, but I am done, I need to wipe off counters but that can wait until morning.
I got a call tonight at about 5:30 to go out dancing...lol after the week I had, that's just what I needed to do. I laughed and politely said nothankyouverymuch. I haven't been dancing in years, other than with one little guy, in the livingroom of my own home, with shades drawn and lights low. I asked what made me pop in his mind when he thought dancing was a good idea? He told me it sounded like a great way to end a hard week. I said a hot tub with a margarita and a swedish massage by a blonde buck named Sven would be a better way end to a long hard week. So as you see I gave up the chance to dance, so that I could quelsh the vermin in my home. What a life!!!
I had a great day, I'm beat, I'm happy, but plumb tuckered out...
love me later~ tj
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