So, a couple of quick things you need to know before I start this story:
1. A while back our vacuum started smoking when I was using it, so we borrowed my Mom and Dad's extra vacuum sine we no longer felt safe using ours. While Mom and Dad's is nice - an Oreck, it does not have the hose attachment.
2. Last week our kitten had kittens of her own - 5 of them. They are so darn cute 2 black, two white and 1 red. (By the way Laurel, Jed said they are all yours, he knows Ernie will thank him later). :-)
3. I had seen the Mama kitten (I say kitten because we have only had her a couple of months and we think she was a kitten when we got her) yesterday in the morning and again at about 3:30. She is not shy and we see her daily. Last night Jed could not find her and she was not with her kittens, which has not been the norm since she had them. Sometimes before she had her kittens though she would go out at night to do her hunting, so we were hoping that was just the case and that we were not going to have to figure out how to feed 5 baby kittens. This morning though, I honestly had forgotten that Mama kitty was MIA.
Okay, now my story...
This morning started out so good. Jed was off to work and I was the first one up in the house, which is saying something all by itself, but since I was the first one up at 7:40 that was REALLY saying something. But it all seemed to go downhill from there.
The girls in all their creative glory decided to use the family size oatmeal container for a drum (which would have been fine) but they wanted it to be empty, so of course the emptied it, spilling the entire contents of a brand new container of family sized oatmeal onto our bedroom floor. Which somehow also got on our bed, under the treadmill and behind the dresser, on the stairs and in the living room. Ahhh (read growl there)!!!! So, I spent the better part of an hour cleaning that up and it is still far from done. Since the vacuum I am now using does not have the hose attachment I did the best I could with that and then I got our dust buster out, but that only runs for so long before it needs to be charged again. Well, I couldn't just leave the mess all over the floor because then the mess would spread even further when Reagan decided she needed to play in it. So, my brother and sister-in-law aren't home but I decided to go steal their vacuum anyway so that I could use the hose on it. So, I go out to the van and I open the door and very quickly got a glimpse of something moving in the passenger seat. As I am slamming the door shut to keep "something" between me and the varmint, I realize it is our Mama kitten who must have snuck in yesterday when I was unloading things from the van (considering we had a heat index of 107 yesterday I am still not completely sure how she is still alive but she looked no worse for ware). So, I get her out of there and take her in to her kittens. She drank a ton of water but then laid down and proceeded to let the poor little kittens who had not eaten in over 12 hours eat. All is good with the cat and her brood. All is not good with the female population at the DeWitz household. So, I go back to my original task and went to get Brandon and Stacy's vacuum, I brought it home and it has all the attachments and I think it has a hose but heck if I can figure out how to use that darn vacuum, are you kidding me, I can't figure out how to use a vacuum, but no, I can't figure it out. So, I stuck both vacuums into the bedroom, shut the door and called it good until my husband gets home and can figure out the neighbors vacuum or until the dust buster recharges, whichever is first. So, end of that problem for the time being. Thank goodness for Gavin, he has been my saving grace today. He has helped me "try" to clean the house and has kept a crabby Reagan entertained all morning. The girls have been banned to the upstairs until it is spotless, which I expect we won't see them until sometime next month (maybe). Gavin just went to "check" on the girls (read tease) and he came back to inform me that it is messier than when they started (surprise, surprise) and that Carley is poopy - well of course she is, she has underwear on, why wouldn't she be - just one more thing to clean up today.
So, I hope you are NOT having "an oatmeal on the floor kind of day today".
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