Karmastrophe

I swear, I don’t park in handicapped parking spots. I hold doors open for little old ladies, I make contributions to charities, and I try to keep my negative vibe to a minimum. But, seriously, karma…WTF?!

It’s been a hard day. We finally got everyone in bed. Well, Neko is getting Shep’s cough, so she woke back up and refused to take medicine, but she ultimately got back in bed. We watched a little tv, and decided to head to bed at a decent hour.

Just as we were brushing our teeth, we both started looking around. What was that smell? Is it…skunk? We walked around the house and noticed it was mostly in the hallways, and we started to think there might be a skunk in the walls. When I went back to the bedroom to nurse Ellery, I noticed Otto on the bed with a few wet spots around him. Yep, it was Otto. Sprayed by a skunk. On our sheets, which had already been laundered once today, thanks to Ellery’s poop explosion during a diaper change.

Tom looked up the remedy online, but, of course, we don’t have those ingredients in our house. So he went to Kroger. Our 24 hour Kroger. Which closed at 11pm tonight for restocking. It was 11:05pm when Tom discovered the sign on the door.

He went to CVS, and is now preparing THE SOLUTION to remove the odor from Otto, but the smell in the house is just godawful. And opening windows doesn’t seem to help, because he smell is even stronger outside.

I predict we keep on rolling down this road tomorrow, and Neko will wake up with a monster cold, forcing us to skip playgroup and spend yet another day ON THE INSIDE.

Someone…please tell me…there…is…life…out…there…