Finding life kind of challenging right now. I wanted to get a dog after our remodel finished. My kids had been begging for one, and we never re upped after my last dog passed in 2017. Got a puppy. I knew everything would be on me and i was and still am cool with that. But holy shit. It's like I have 3 kids rather than a spouse and 2 kids. I ask for a modicum of help so I can perform some sort of essential task, i.e. can you make sure the puppy doesn't eat the couch and choke on the fabric so I can take a shower and I get out of the shower and the puppy is by herself in the blocked off family room with a mouthful of string in her mouth. That was last week.
Tonight I came upstairs from my shower to find the dog on the couch and my 11 yo hurriedly shooing her off the couch when she realized it was me. Wife sitting next to her. Wtf you guys, I'm paying a lot of money for obedience classes so that she doesn't do shit like this. Maybe we'll allow it one day but not now. I've been clear about that. I had to explain that I was not upset with the dog or my daughter, but the adult in the room who knows better
An hour later I'm told that we took the dog out but we let a hornet in the house and we don't know where it is or what to do.
Cue the Benny Hill music. Sure enough, it's 50 degrees out and raining but somehow they found a hornet and escorted it into the house at 11 fucking 30 at night. He's dead now thanks to my Oofos slide but what the hell man, I just wanted to watch football.