Wednesday, December 06, 2006

I Am A Menace

I've been having a hard time lately. I feel like Ross with his rage problem. There are many days that I think, "this is not helping my rage." And by "this" I mean things like breathing. Mine and others'.

Saturday I came home from being gone nearly all day and couldn't find the dog. Noticed the front door wasn't closed all the way and it turns out that she was outside. I have no memory of letting her out, but it must have been before I left in the morning. I could've tried to pin it on Ryan, but that just wasn't something he'd do. And then today he emails me:

Subject: your dog
I had a long lunch today so I went home. Apparently your dog had let herself outside.

Oh yes. I did it again. She was fussing to go out when I got up this morning so I threw her outside and left her there. I am the worst mother in the world. And, this means that I left the front door unlocked. Nice. At least I vaguely remember letting her out this time. But seriously, my head has been really cloudy lately. Time to go back to the shrink? Before I leave the baby in the shopping cart at the store or punch someone? Or both?


Zolafan said...

ouch, babe.

OTOH, it WAS probably Ryan who left the garage door up when you guys went to the airport a couple wks ago...

Kelli in the Mirror said...

This too will pass.....

On a side note, I can't tell you how much time I just wasted on wikipedia looking at friends. :)