WHEN YOU SHOULD GIVE UP!

I had been poorly all Sunday and thought I was better on Monday but had to be rescued in the Dentist as I went to pass out. Pete drove in and got me and I was a bit dodgy for the rest of the day. Tuesday wasn't much better and the doc has given me more tablets ..like I need more of them!... SO when on Tuesday Pete said I need to show a client around our house, I was really happy about that...I hadn't tidied up, so flew up stairs chucked everything that was out in a cupboard and hoped to find it at some point, and as my brain was not working on any cylinders at all, the likelihood of me finding anything again is slim!!! So Greeted our client with relaxed smiles...if only he knew.... I saw some wet on the floor and as we had oiled the porch thought it was oil but seeping out of the wood, Pete said it couldn't be, he asked if it was wet...so I touched it, and as I did so someone said oh...lucky was there earlier...OMG I had just stuck my hand in dog wee in front of my client....this day could only get better, until I saw Mum pop around the corner (mum and dad had just popped out with a rescue meal, I think Laura let it slip I was poorly!)..I thought what was she doing, I thought it was her being her wondering who he was and wanted to be introduced....But no...much worse ...she had a dead mouse behind her back that she had scooped up to look tidy but was sprung as she was trying to dispose of it... OH HECK...;;;;I really didn't need this, I could nearly keep standing up let alone compose my self... but after a walk around and a up the summerhouse he went and loved it...he must have been impressed as he has asked us to meet his Italian business partner,, that should be interesting, lets hope for no mishaps, and for once just things go to a sort of plan!!!