Why Me?

Life is lucky that I have a good sense of humor about things. Or may I am, I dunno.

So here is the day for me.

I wake to crackle crackle, crunch crunch crackle crackle........hell in the hell is that????? I look over the bed and low and behold it is Ace, with his head in an empty chip bad. WTF???? Upon further observation, and walking on eggshells......literally, I find that the dogs had took out the trash for me. I don't mean like out of the trash can, I mean strategically placing each item so I had to make a conscience effort not to step on it. Not an easy task in the middle of the night. Fine.

I finally get back to sleep, and then I feel them flop down on top of my legs. We are talking about 150 pounds of lard on my legs. I was too tired to even counsel them in a loud tone. Fine.

So I finally wake up at 8 AM, crap, grandma has to get to the hair dresser at 9:30 and we have to go to Lincoln. It's going to be a fun day girls!

This is how the conversation goes

Me: Grandma, you have a hair appointment in 20 minutes.
Grandma: I didn't know I had a hair appt, I thought I told her I didn't want to do it so often.
Me: We had to change it because you have a dr appt, you want to look good to go to Lincoln right.
Grandma: But I just don't remember having an appt today.
Me: We have 15 minutes to get there, are you ready to go.
Grandma: Okay, but I just don't remember making this appt
Me: Okay, but we need to get moving.
Grandma: Do I have money?
Me: Yes Grandma, you have money
Grandma: Oh...I can write a check
Me: We really need to get going we have 10 minutes before we need to be there.
Grandma: Do I have money?

ARGGGGGG!!!!!

This is how my day went, the next thing we discussed is why we need to go to the back dr. Is it helping? Yes. Then we will go until it isn't helping anymore. Rewind and reply 15 times.

I laugh about it now, and even then I was snickering.

We went to Sam's Club, Grandma, I and Danny. Danny says "Where's she going? She's going to get lost!!" So I look up and Grandma goes in to wander around.....so she starts out like a bat out of hell, I mean I can't catch up with her, normally she is laggin behind at least 3 paces behind me. WTH??? So I have to go and lay out the ground rules. She can look around but she has to meet us at the tables at the snack bar. Thankfully she was there, in the back of my mind I was scared I was going to have to call a Code Adam. Can you imagine a full lock down in Sams for a 89 old woman, gray hair dressed in navy blue outfit?

Fortunately we all got home in one piece, but I am exhausted. This is why I could never run a Granny Daycare will more than one Granny.