Questions
Why is it that every time the cleaning lady comes over, she never vacuums my area--the couch? That's clearly where I spend most of my time, yet she never takes the vacuum to it. Thus, Bee has to do it each weekend, spending precious moments cleaning when she should be taking me to the dog run.
Why is it that Cee never sleeps by herself in this apartment? You would have thought that after Aye was evicted she would be able to spend more time in the apartment....with me. But yet, after she dated and dumped three men in a row, she has now a new boyfriend. Of course he's cute. Of course he's sweet. Of course he's smart. Of course, I am jealous.
Why is it that Bee cannot hire a decent dog walker that will not drag me across Amsterdam Avenue? I feel like a dust mop. And then Bee wonders why I smell like bad breath all the time.
Why is it Bee is never home on Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday nights? And why does she never have company when she gets back?
Why do I ask the same questions no matter if I've been blogging every day in a row for months, or if I take a few weeks off?