You can't make this stuff up.

I literally have the weirdest things that happen to me. And I have such good intentions.

I woke up early this morning thinking I'll be able to fold the laundry and tidy up the house a little. The reason I wanted to is that I knew I would be working my two jobs today. And I KNEW I wouldn't have very much time to get ready because Chad is taking me to his Cold Blue Steel gig at Mixer's in Sabattus tonight.

I had cleaned up a mess in the cat room, got dressed and was headed out the door when I heard it.

A buzzing sound.

It was coming from under the sink. I thought it had something to do with having turned off the heat because it is now spring and we are trying to save oil.

Nope. I couldn't figure it out. I didn't want to ask Chad to come downstairs and take a look because I didn't want to wake him. But...I had to. I was late and I couldn't figure it out on my own.

When I told him about it he opened one eye and said "Nail clippers". What nail clippers, I asked. "The dog's nail clippers." he said.


I went downstairs and, sure enough, that's what it was. The Pedi Paws was turned on after I put the cleaner back under the sink. Something must have shifted after I closed the door and hit the ON button.

Do you know how humiliating it feels to come to work late and say "I'm late because the dog's nail clippers made noise"?

Yeah, you can't make this stuff up!