Yesterday morning I woke up in desperate need of some coffee.  I started it brewing and ran to get dressed.  Finally I ran downstairs poured some creamer in my cup and grabbed the coffee pot to fill it up.  I was in such a hurry I didn’t even realize the coffee pot was barely full.  Then I noticed a few coffee grounds in the pot. Uggggg, I was thinking the coffee filter tucked over like it does sometimes and a few grounds got in the coffee.  Upon closer inspection of the coffee pot I noticed that it was FULL of coffee, and grounds, but no filter.  Hmmm.  It would appear that I had forgotten the filter all together.  So the basket just sat there filling up and over flowing.  When I stuck the pot back in somehow it loosened the grounds and WHOOOOSH coffee went everywhere.  It took me forever to clean the coffee maker out, dig out all of the grounds and start over. 

Universe: 1 Shannon: 0

Today I spent my day cleaning out another rental that my parents own.  If you thought the last one was bad, here is a preview of what we are dealing with.

Yes.  That is cat feces.  All over the entire house.  We found a total of 22 cats in the house.  There was feces in ever room, the closets, the beds, the kitchen, laundry room, and garage.  Everything was covered in cat pee.  The entire house was so smelly you had to cover your face and breath through your mouth.  In fact the smell sticks to your clothes, hair, and nose.  Meaning everything you taste afterwards taste like rotting cat feces with piss on top.  This is only the tip of the iceberg, in fact the remaining pictures I have are far far worse, and the footage of the house will probably make someone run and puke. We have a long road ahead of us with this one.

Universe: 2 Shannon: 0

Tonight after finally taking a shower and dragging my tired ass to two grocery stores I came home to make dinner.  This wouldn’t have been bad if my husband wasn’t sick and in a crappy mood on top of it all.  Even his attitude would have been bearable if the next thing hadn’t happened.  I was cooking tacos and I grabbed my coffee tin from under the counter that we put grease and fat in.  I drained all the fat from my meat and set the coffee can to the side.  I finished dinner had it all ready on the table and turned to grab the coffee tin to put it away when SPLAT.  I dropped it and rotting months old oil and fat spilled all over me, my favorite leather slippers, my most favorite super soft sweats and my FLOOOOOOR!  I had to stop everything take off my clothes and then run around half naked trying to clean it up.  When I was finally done I turned to put my last rag away and slipped on some grease I missed.  I found myself yelping in pain as I ended up doing the splits and nearly landed on my ass, while dangling by one hand from the kitchen sink.  

Universe: 3 Shannon: Still zero

This day hates me.  I think I should have slept in longer!