The Verdict is Out......

Well, I still have pregnancy brain. They said it would go after having a child. They lied. I let the dog outside last night. I was so excited cause this was the first time since moving that he actually went to the right door asking to be let out. (Usually he goes to the garage door in the doorstairs dungeon to ask, discovers that nobody comes to let him out, panics, and of course, then leaves a several pomeranian sized packages on the floor for me to clean up.)

So the night continues on, I have my routine cup o'tea before going to bed and have a bath. Just before crawling into bed I ask my husband if the dog was under our bed sleeping. His reply: I haven't seen him, but I am sure that he is already in bed. We sleep.

Then this morning during coffee, my mother-inlaw asks: Did you know that you left the dog outside last night? - No.
Well I had to rescue him at 12 am....He was howling in a most panic stricken way when he discovered that you weren't coming to get him. - DAMN....as I think to myself what a horrible person I was to subject a little dog (who pees on my things for revenge) to 3 hours of jail time outside. So. my conclusion to all this: I am no longer pregnant, but my brain is more pregnant than ever.

I can't imagine what our early-rising tenants think of us.