… you’re about to share TMI on your blog, most likely, but it’s something that really does make the point ….
So — you know you’re a new business owner when you rise early every morning, 7 days a week, so early that you’re perhaps forgetting things like, oh, getting up in the middle of the night and dragging to the bathroom and not flushing the toilet because you’re too too tired, then coming home many hours later, walking into the bathroom and shrieking at the sight found therein and actually becoming convinced that there is an INTRUDER in your home because there is no way that YOU did that and then also convincing your husband with your continued high-pitched shrieking so that he goes creeping around the house, ARMED, no less, searching high and low, nook and cranny for the Pernicious Pooping Intruder.
haaaaaaaaaa ha! you know what, though. as a perpetual TMIer, i think it helps if you say poo rather than poop. i learned that watching Scrubs. i fling that word (poo) around all the time. pun intended.
i love that he walked around armed looking for the pooer! sometimes i walk around armed when i hear people talking outside the house. it’s usually just the neighbors. but they shouldn’t get so close to my house. 🙂
I’m sorry to say that I’m laughing at your sleep-deprived self! I’m sure that your new business will thrive with your wit and charm!
hahahahahahahahahaha
I was laughing so hard I thought there might have been a PPI in my office this morning.
sarahk — Yeah. I thought this whole incident sounded like it could have happened to you, actually. The pooing, the gun. And, okay. Poo, not poop. Good to know.
And I love that you walk around ready to fire on your neighbors — hahahaha! “Please don’t talk outside my house; I will shoot you.” I totally get that. Really.