Vball, Dog Disaster, Commute

Last night I made my return to the sport of volleyball after a 5 month hiatus. Evidently they start earlier than they did before so when I got to the gym, they were just about ready to start so I jumped right into the game without getting a chance to warm up at all. It was ugly. The first 2 or 3 games were really , really ugly. Attempted passes caromed of my forearms like foul balls, attempted hits were into the net or mistimed and hit weakly. We were playing a team entirely made up of mexicans. The tallest one may have been 5’9″ or 5’10” but they were fast, wicked fast. If the ball was in the air they got it. I took a dive on the court that made me literally see stars and took a short serve I didn’t get in the family jewels which froze me for a few secs. We played 5 or 6 games, we lost every one but the last one. By the end I was actually performing the basic skills ok and had more good plays than bad. It was a lot of fun. I am sore today as my body is not used to volleyball movements anymore so I’ll have to work through that. I have 2 matching bruises on my forearms as well.

Last night, Nicki had bad gas. Paint stripping gas. I took her out multiple times but she did not want to do a number 2. Ok, I figure if she had to go, she would so we put her to bed. At 2:15am I hear her crying loudly. I fear the worst and my fears are confirmed as the smell of dog shit hits me as I open the bedroom door. She has shit her crate again. Not as terrible as episode one but plenty nasty. I pull her dog pillow out and lug it outside carefully, trying to not get excrement anywhere else. As I am outside hosing off the pillow case, Alison comes out asking what was up. I didn’t even have to speak, she just had to look at my disgusted face. I hosed it off best I could and we took it inside to throw it in the laundry. As I am coming out of the laundry room Nicki squats in the living room and pisses on the floor! I freak out. WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!! I scream at her as she scurries away and cowers in fear. So now Alison works on the urine as I take Nicki outside so she can finish up. By the time we are done with the clean up it’s 3 am. Back to bed and attempt to fall back asleep. I may have gotten an hour of sleep the rest of the night.

To top off the sleepless night, the commute to work was horrific. The god damn dump trucks clogged the road as far as I could see. The commute took a shade under under an hour and a half. Every intersection was clogged, there was no way around it. I was a half hour late to work. It can only get better from here, hopefully.