Today is housekeeper day. I have a love-hate relationship with housekeeper day. This is because I will spend my entire morning cleaning prior to her arrival. It seems silly, right? Well, to every guy out there like my husband, it doesn't make sense, but I'm sure every woman out there knows what I mean. I love the result of my clean house, yet there's something really super annoying about cleaning for the housekeeper.
Since my son was born, I have a love-hate relationship with my dog too. I love him when he entertains Bubu (that's my son's nickname) for a few minutes here and there. I hate him all other times. When I feed him, Bubu tries to eat his dog food. When I give him water, Bubu dumps the bowl and spills water everywhere. When I tear Bubu away, he has a meltdown. I can't leave the dog in the house when we leave because he gets upset and pees on the carpet so there's always an added step to getting ready to leave the house to run to the store for 5 minutes. And to top it all off, our dog needs Cesar Milan. He goes absolutely nuts if we see another dog outside, like vicious, I'm going to kill you, type of barking. Oh, did I mention he's a little 12 lb Havanese? But at night when he's sleeping on the couch next to me, I love him.
Not to be taken seriously. Ramblings of a stay at home mom who finally got a job.
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