Literally. Thankfully, it's cold. Because my front flower beds are full of poop. Not dog poop. Human feces. For the second time in as many years, my sewer line is clogged. I called the Department of Public Works of our City of Good Abode two weeks ago. No show. Just called again. They're supposed to be here today. I'm not going to count my chickens...
In spite of dealing with that crap, I'm encouraged. Because this very morning, I found my missing car keys. I'm ashamed to admit that I rented a car for two weeks because I couldn't find them. They were in my coat pocket all along. I realized that it's cheaper to rent a car than a carpet cleaner. That makes me feel better about throwing my money down the drain. Pun intended. At least it costs nada to get my sewer cleaned out.
About the carpet cleaning. My beloved LuLu has regressed. She's started pooping and peeing on the carpet again. She did so well after I got it cleaned a few months ago. If I didn't love her so much, I'd stick her ass outside in a styrofoam igloo. Instead, I'm seriously thinking of biting the bullet and installing hardwood floors. I don't care if I have to draw down my line of credit. Because she's worth it...
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