You know you’re not having a ‘good day’ when you find yourself standing in your living room at eight o’clock at night, saying out-loud and apparently rhetorically (because there’s no one else around):
‘Why does everything smell like pee today?!‘
Either my sniffer is on the fritz in some weird, perverted way, or I have some serious, barely-repressed bathroom issues to work through. Or a dog who’s getting much better at hiding her nasty bladder dysfunction.
In any case, I’m pretty sure I don’t want to think about it very much harder. Or talk about it, for that matter. I’m off to stuff orange wedges up my nose, and try to forget any of this ever happened. Citrusy goodness, take me away!Permalink | 2 Comments