So here's what I did on our 7th anniversary:
- Woke up at 7, cleaned the house and started laundry
- found a HUGE cockroach in the garage, and trapped it under a cup
- Cleaned more, due to cockroach-induced paranoia
- Went to rest in bed, and read my new Marie Claire, only to find ants. Then I continued cleaning, and then sprayed bug spray.
- Then I showered
- Saturday was also the company picnic, and since it was at a park, I decided (very stupidly) to bring the dogs.
- The dogs did ok, until another dog showed up (usually they do ok on neutral territory). Actually, Zelda did fine, Yoie was the problem
- Thought walking them around would calm them down, so I could tie them to the table and socialize.
- Ended up sticking them in the car for a few minutes (it was a cool day, but I still hated doing it). And ended up leaving before getting to eat.
- Came home, ate cookies and a banana and took a two hour nap.
- Watched several episodes of Taboo on Netflix, and then decided I didn't have the perfect pink nail polish.
- Went to Target, bought said polish. Stopped at Panda Express to buy myself a fancy anniversary dinner.
- Ate, painted my nails, and watched more Taboo, before switching to an Auschwitz documentary.
- Aaron called to get directions to a Walmart in Livermore, to keep a ladder from flying off of the truck.
- 11pm, went to bed.
So it wasn't really what I would have wanted. And there were way too many bugs in the house.
I ended up staying home from church today. I haven't been feeling well for a week. And I took Hurima this week. So the idea of being exposed to 100+ people's germs was not too appealing. And I took a nap, which was nice.
