Of Crap and Miracles

Of Crap and Miracles…

First we speak of crap. I woke up to the nose hair singeing smell of liquid cat scat permeating our home like smoke from a fire. Nathaniel had locked the cat in his room for the night, by accident this time. It’s usually on purpose.

Often times after we go to bed, he goes and gets an animal with the self-proclaimed righteousness that he deserves “a person” to sleep with him.

Today’s ridiculous start off was in cat crap town and my husband stating, “Oooo. Do you smell that? Nathaniel locked the cat in his room last night and he crapped. I’m working, so enjoy!” Then laughs in my face, with steady eye contact, while slowly closing his office door. It’s a miracle we’re still married.

#everydayridiculous