It’s happened again. That’s twice in one week. Go figure.
Today is Beer Friday at work. I’ll probably have one or two and then head home. Since it’s not too hot, maybe I’ll take the boys to the beach right after work. Then I have to clean out the bunny pen. I just cleaned out the litter box on Tuesday and it needed it again yesterday. After that, I have to head to Whole Foods to buy some veggies for the bunnies. Well, the carrots will be for Buddy, too. I’ve never seen a dog go apeshit for carrrots.
Later tonight, I’ll be heading into Salem for my shot. Then I’ll probably go back to the house and watch Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back. I’m trying to be a better geek. I did love Episode IV.
Last night, Buddy pooped on the floor while I was sleeping. THEN he woke me up. It’s pictures like this that remind me why he’s not a rug yet.
Don’t get me wrong. I might grumble and complain about this, but I’m having the time of my life. I’ve grown attached to all four of those furballs, and I’m going to be really sad to leave them. I get all excited when Buddy gets anxious at the door to let me know he has to go out. And getting kisses from Brutus is a big deal. Yeah, I’m really going to miss the pugs.
I even get excited taking care of the bunnies. They start hopping around when I come close to the pen because they know I’ll have veggies for them. Taking care of them is enjoyable, and I don’t even mind cleaning out the litter box. That’s what nitrile gloves are for. 
Tomorrow, I have to head to Providence to check up on my house. I’m willing to bet dollars to donuts that my landlord hasn’t fixed anything yet. He actually called me last Friday to say he’d be by to get the rent. I told him he’d have to wait two weeks because I wouldn’t be home. He didn’t like that. We’ve waited three months. What’s another two weeks? Besides, he hadn’t fixed anything yet.
I’m moving soon. I have to. This is going to drive me nuts.