Surprise!

I got home from work about 10:30 or so and sat down to answer some of the emails that come in after rehearsals. Someone always has a question about something! I’ve been pretty jazzed today, trying to get ahead of some of the paperwork that tends to steamroll me this time of the year and I’m psyched about some training I have to do tomorrow. (Oh how I hate the nervous butterflies I get!)

After the emails, I poked around at a few blogs I read and I wrote one for another place I post and FINALLY started to get sleepy. Bessie, the cat, had been in to “collect” me for bed at least three times by this point. She believes in a prompt bed time and will come pat my face while I’m typing if she doesn’t think I’m paying enough attention to her timing.

I decided that it was time for bed and went into my room with Bessie winding her way around my feet and meowing loudly. This is a little weird, because normally she shoots past me and leaps on the bed. When I turned on the light, I see what she’s been trying to tell me. She’s puked all over my bed. O. M. G. Don’t you just love it?

Grrr, so I go to get new bedding and make up a fresh and cozy place to lay my head and go into my bathroom to brush my teeth and do my nightly ablutions  and there, all over my formerly pristine white shower, are muddy puppy paw prints. Apparently, while Mommy was away at work, Bess felt my bed needed to be spruced up with puke and Piper, the dog, thought my shower needed the added accent of puppy prints.

I hadn’t planned on recleaning my room before I go to bed… sigh. Gotta love those furry children I have.

Bess has come back while I’ve been typing this. I guess it’s bed time since the boss is meowing in my face. G’nite!