Yesterday, between blowing my nose 83,000 times and walking around like a zombie because of the Sudafed and Benadryl combo that works for my comfort, but not for my nerves, I also cleaned up 50 piles of dog poo. Okay, perhaps not 50. More like 5. Still, that’s too much dog poo to clean up in one day.
My mom always says, “If you own a dog, expect to clean up dog poo.” True. Even my one dog who is housetrained to the point where you can leave him for 12 hours (not recommended, but sometimes happens) and he won’t pee in my house, sometimes gets diarrhea and leaves piles for me.
Yesterday, it was my girl dog who had diarrhea. Yuck. Ewww. Blehhhhh. I’ll be honest, I looked at one pile in my bathroom and seriously considered leaving it until my husband got home from work. I cleaned it up, though. Good wife. I don’t mind most household chores. I’ll clean up cat vomit with a smile on my face. Just don’t make me clean up dog diarrhea.
With that completely disgusting story in mind, what are the household chores you absolutely despise?