when you’ve had a full day, but it’s only 7:30 am.

I went to bed last night, fully expecting a wonderful night of sleep. As Jenn is out of town, my routine with Otto runs like clockwork, and I usually get about 8 hours of sleep. Piece of cake.

Boy, was I wrong. A recap…..

2:25 am – the sound of local fire trucks and police sirens responding to a call.

2:26 am – the sound of Otto barking loudly as his response to the sound of the sirens.

2:30 am – the sound of Otto pacing back and forth, because he can’t go back to sleep.

2:35 am – that wonderful feeling when your dog hops up on the bed, and accidentally steps right on your balls.

2:36 – 4:53 am – petting Otto in hopes that he’ll go back to sleep, while constantly avoiding getting hit in the face by his left paw.

4:54 am – Otto hops off the bed, and now I can finally go to sleep.

4:56 am – Otto starts whining to go outside….my replies of “Will you please shut the hell up?” don’t seem to be working.

5:02 am – crawl out of bed and get dressed while listening to Otto having the “zoomies” in the living room.

My 7:30 am look…bright-eyed and floofy-faced.

5:05 – 6:00 am – walking Otto in the rain, thinking he needs to “do his business”…..NOTHING.

6:01 am – dry Otto off, crawl back upstairs, get undressed and try to get 45 minutes of sleep before my alarm goes off.

6:10 am – Otto comes up the stairs, comes into the bedroom, and hops right up on the bed, fortunately missing my balls this time.

6:10 – 6:30 – petting Otto so that he doesn’t bark and wake the neighbors, avoiding the left paw, and forgoing 20 minutes of sleep.

6:30ish – Otto proceeds to hop off the bed, lay down on the floor, and go right to sleep. Asshat.

The instigator. He’s lucky he’s so handsome.

7:30 am – after hitting the snooze button multiple times, and listening to Otto snore on the bedroom floor, I crawl out of bed to “begin” my workday.

7:32 am – after laying in bed for two minutes trying to find the energy to get up while completely disheveled, unshaven, and with a beard full of floof, I brush my teeth, get dressed, and take Otto to doggy daycare, so that he can have a wonderful day with his pals.

And this was my relaxing night of sleep.

Happy Wednesday! 😂😂😂

Published by ltrainlane

Musician, Customer Service Manager, Husband, Father, New York Giants fan, happy-go-lucky (sometimes clothing optional) free spirit....that pretty much sums it up.

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