I’m all alone at home this weekend. Well, not totally alone, my Labrador Retriever is here with me to keep me company so I guess that’s a good thing.
My husband went to his parents house in Brantford on Friday to help his dad get a few things done around the house. They were supposed to get the eaves troughs cleaned out and re-parge an area of the foundation that was cracked but it’s been raining a little bit here and there so I don’t think they got a lot of outdoor work done. I could be wrong though.
My husband’s been pretty good about checking in while he’s been away from home. He’s been calling and filling me in on a little bit of what he’s been doing. I guess his sister showed up at his parents house today and was helping his mom vacuum and somehow between his mom and his sister they managed to suck a sock up into the vacuum tube or something so my husband spent about two hours trying to unblock the tube to no avail.
I guess while he was trying to work on the vacuum he and his sister were talking. His sister and her husband have two RV trailers up North on a property but they want to get another one so more family members can go up for visits so now they’re applying for rv loans so that they can make it happen. Personally I think two RVs are enough.
Hopefully Midnight, my dog, and I get through tonight ok. Something is setting her off. She’s lying on the couch with me, but she’s growling every two or three minutes. That’s really not like her, but she’s been doing that for the last hour or so, so she must be smelling something outside or maybe since my husband isn’t her maybe she’s feeling more protective. I don’t know, but the growling is setting me on edge.