What an absurd morning.

I woke up at around 7-ish because one of the dogs was whining. I waited before going upstairs, because I thought I heard the TV on upstairs, so I figured, If Dad's up, he'll hear them and let them out, if he isn't, I'll go let them out.

So anyways, I went upstairs to let them out, and I stupidly forgot to put the baby gate up first, so they went upstairs to bug Mom. So I called to them in what I thought was a mid-range voice, "Come on, guys, out for a pee!", or something like that, and Mom said in a pissed-off hiss to be quiet, or don't yell, or something. Grr.

So then I let them outside - or did Mom let them out? Oh, I can't remember, but the dogs went out anyway. Mom told me, "I was going to let them out." Here I am, trying to be nice and let the dogs out, and not only do I get told off for yelling when I was trying to keep my voice down (it's kinda hard for dogs to hear whispers, don't you think?), but I get told that I didn't need to let them out. Huh.

It was 7:20-ish when I looked at the microwave's clock. I went back to bed, hoping to get some more sleep since I pretty much woke up for nothing. I don't think I got to sleep until 8:00-ish or just before 8. When I woke up again at around 10-ish, I listened to the radio for a bit, and I didn't actually go upstairs again until about 11:45-ish. Wow, I'm using '-ish' a lot. haha. The reasons I waited to get out of bed were: 1) I was warm, and 2) I needed to shower, but I couldn't because Mom was washing dishes, so there was really no point in me getting out of bed only to wait to be able to shower. I decided to wait to shower until noon-ish because of a massive dump in the toilet that probably smelled foul. It was still a little whiffy when I got in the shower.

The good news: I remembered to give my face a wash! AND put moisterizer on!