So on saturday i had lots and lot of things to do for school. I have an immensely large homework assignment for one of my classes that i had 3 weeks to do but waited to start it the weekend before it was due. Definitely my fault but thats besides the point.
Anyways, so as soon as i crack my book open to attempt this assignment, my dog starts scratching at the door to come in. Ok pup, I’ll get up and let you in, BUT I NEED TO GET SOME WORK DONE. So i let him in. As soon as i finish the first paragraph of the assignment the dog needs to go out. OH MY FORKING GOD YOU JUST CAME IN! Ok fine, dont doo-doo on the carpet, go doo-doo outside. Then before, BEFORE I EVEN SIT DOWN, the other dog needs to go out. HOLY HELL. So at this point I am extremely frustrated and i have accomplished about 3 minutes of work over the past half an hour or so (there were other distractions as well, cell phone, tv, stockmarket etc.)
***Sidenote: a girl just walked by that had an unnaturally pink face. Weird.
Then then my pops asks me if i want to goto sears with him. Sure, because i havent gotten a single damned thing done anyways.
Anyways the point to this story is that when you have 3 dogs and live at home with mom and dad, ITS IMPOSSIBLE TO GET ANYTHING DONE. IM-FREAKING-POSSIBLE.
I love my rents but sometimes i need to come to school to study and skip going to Ikea to look at more dishes.