Tales from the crapshack.

[iamgrace]

So we spent yesterday afternoon at the beach (aka the cottage). Henry had a power nap on the 25 minutes drive home from the marina and was fucking charged when we got home. Took forever to get him down.

I was very tired. So I go to bed at about 1030 and then it starts. That incessant buzz whining of a mosquito. Except it's not just one it's hundreds. They were basically pouring in my window through a crack in the screen.

So, I deal with the screen, and then methodically hunt and kill a shit load of mosquitoes.

Then I go to the kitchen where thatfucking flying squirrel is just stating to chew its way through the screen there. Deal with that. It involved me hitting hm off the screen. He landed with a thud. Sorry, Scotty.

And then, at 4:10 in the morning, as I'm laying staring out my window, who waltzes by? My stupid INDOOR cat who has decided she's now an outdoor cat and has been escaping periodically. I go get her.

Birds tweet, the sun rises. Here I am.
Ugh.

[sweetcaroline10]

Jun 29, 2012 7:11:52 GMT -5 Cloverfield said:

There is this one movie where a city couple move to a crapshack so the man, a writer, can regroup. He ends up hating it and the wife ends up loving it.
This reminds me of that.

Funny Farm?

[eightangryreindeer]

Jun 29, 2012 7:09:32 GMT -5 iamgrace said:

So we spent yesterday afternoon at the beach (aka the cottage). Henry had a power nap on the 25 minutes drive home from the marina and was fucking charged when we got home. Took forever to get him down.

I was very tired. So I go to bed at about 1030 and then it starts. That incessant buzz whining of a mosquito. Except it's not just one it's hundreds. They were basically pouring in my window through a crack in the screen.

So, I deal with the screen, and then methodically hunt and kill a shit load of mosquitoes.

Then I go to the kitchen where thatfucking flying squirrel is just stating to chew its way through the screen there. Deal with that. It involved me hitting hm off the screen. He landed with a thud. Sorry, Scotty.

And then, at 4:10 in the morning, as I'm laying staring out my window, who waltzes by? My stupid INDOOR cat who has decided she's now an outdoor cat and has been escaping periodically. I go get her.

Birds tweet, the sun rises. Here I am.
Ugh.

lol @ sorry, scotty!

What is with the animal stories this year?? I am also hearing weird ones IRL!!

[papie]

OMG. and lol and hugs

[iamgrace]

the cottage is my H's parent's. It's on a Georgian Bay island - so a whole different experience from here. Not as crappy in that we've never had the insect or rodent problems we've had here!! But it's still a cottage.

We used to stay there a lot pre-pbaby and pre-move,. Not so much anymore.