Tuesday, March 10, 2009

I love my cat

because he doesn't:
  • lay in bed crying for an hour because he got in trouble last night and had to go to bed early tonight. (the kid)
  • ask me where everything in the house is instead of looking for it (the husband)
  • make my blood boil (the husband and the kid)
  • tell me life is unfair (kid)
  • help me do laundry yet not put my stuff or M's stuff away because he doesn't know where it goes.....maybe I should try that with his clothes (husband)
  • make me take away tv tomorrow (kid)
  • disturb my plans of going to bed early....who can think of going to bed early with chaos (both of them)
  • backtalk (kid)

Can you tell I've had a rough evening. What is wrong with these people that they cant be like my cat? He's not really even my cat, he's the daughter's, but still.....he's the greatest!

3 comments:

~~Mel~~ said...

Oh you poor girl! I can so totally relate...Dan does the exact same thing with the laundry...like just puts my stuff and Riley's stuff in piles...yet I hang all his clothes and know what drawers they go in! Men..ugh!!! lol.

I hope you got to bed somewhat early.

Baseball Mom said...

What a great post. I never thought of it this way. I should do a "I love my Dog because .." post.

Thanks for stopping by today. You have a really cute blog.

Schmoochiepoo said...

Cats rock! I'd trade the hubby and kids in for my cats anyday. :)

Aside from the random barfing on my side of the bedroom, it's all good. :)

Hang in there!