It all started on Thursday night. We were getting our gift ready for the Petsmart staff. Yes, we give a gift to the Petsmart staff. They are so good to our little pup. How could we not? So I wrote a card expressing our emotions and affixed it to the gift:
In case you can't read it, it says: "Thank you for taking such good care of me when I come to play. I'm sorry I sometimes eat my poopy."
Friday evening. I picked the dog up from Daycamp, I picked Jeremy up from work and we drove home. We walk in, and Jeremy presses the up button for the elevator. I do what I normally do which is wander, and look around. I was looking at the bulletin board in the elevator lobby and notice a sign:
Kara: "Uh, Jeremy...Jeremy..."
Kara: "It seems there's an open house in unit 706 on Sunday. WE LIVE IN UNIT 706"
Jeremy: "No, way....uhhhhh"
Kara and Jeremy: "OMG..Hhahahahha"
surprise open house. It was something we had discussed with our agent a long while ago, but just in mulling over ideas, I didn't realize he had followed through with it. So there it was. We were to spend the rest of our weekend cleaning. Well not really the whole weekend, but ya know, a while. Surprise...you're having an open house!
Just think if I hadn't wandered around and looked at the bulletin board.
Sunday - we had to flee our house due to the surprise open house. We drove around, wandered. Dog played at Grandma and Grandpa's with Mocha and Teddy. We're going to need to come up with some activities to fill our time when we have to flee our house. Please comment if you have some ideas.
We returned home and in the spirit of Christmas I had to bake Christmas cookies.
I just had to do it. It was the spirited thing to do. My office is enjoying them today.