Dual, experimental failure

Yesterday we put my theory to the test that if Nicki did one number 2 before Ali went to work, she would be able to hold the rest of the day until I got home.  Well I was wrong.  I got home to a big pile neatly tucked away in the corner of the dining room (Nicki’s preferred indoor toilet)  I couldn’t scream at her because we knew this was a possibility leaving her home for 10 hours plus.  I guess we should have kept her in the kitchen.   There actually was a secondary small pile next to the kitchen island too.  So I guess we go back to Ali’s later schedule.  Originally we hoped that our neighbors would be able to let her out on days when Ali works but that hasn’t seemed to be working out.  Ali feels like a pest asking twice a week.

Yesterday I went crazy and had my TWO functional Roombas cleaning at once!  It was cool in a nerdy, geeky way watching my two vacuuming robots have at it.  

Nothing else much to say, I will keep busy this weekend as normal.  I want to give the van a nice cleaning, tend to my cantaloupe jungle, all that jazz….