Superhero

I had a wonderful weekend with my family and all the pups. They are so crazy together. I love it.

Came home and realized that I must have a superpower.


I must be the ONLY person who can see where the mess goes when you spill something.


I just spent 20 minutes scrubbing out the fridge because the wine bladder peed all over the place leaving a beautiful, sticky, maroon funk all over the place...


and..
                dribbling
                                     down

                                           the door      
                                                          all
                                                             the way
                                                                   to the
                                                                              tile.


Gross.


Then there is tuna in the sink.


Do I need to describe the smell?



18 cups on the coffee table.



WHO IS THAT THIRSTY?


What is this? Some kind of cup party? Who didn't invite me? Why didn't I get invited?


Probably because I'm that old annoying mom that chases people around with coasters and reminding them of the dangers of water rings.


What would you do without me?

Blame DAL cleaning service, if you want.



Then there is the random black spots on the floor in the kitchen/entry way. Where do those come from? Why am I the only one to see them?

I literally feel like a strung out crackhead taking out my Lysol wipes and scrubbing the apartment.




Whatever.



I have no clean wine glasses so I am drinking out of a plastic cup.


Cheers, friends.