Recipe for disaster

Well we were off to Vermont, then cancelled the trip and now we're off again. What a pickle.
The weather up there has been rain and more rain. We were gonna stay at my sister's place
but it was gonna be tight as my niece and other brother-in-law are there too and my sis has 2 very large, hairy(this is starting to sound gross) DOGS that would be wet, muddy and all over us
the whole time. One just rolled in a dead porcupine and spent half a day under anesthesia being
de-quilled. Yesterday my newest tenant just informed me he is moving to California for
a job and I am stuck with re-renting an apt. I just rented a few months ago. This darn rental
has been a royal pain. So Tim was not able to get any of his jobs to move into this week and I
will have to start showing the apartment next week. I could see Tim was not gonna get anything done on our house or the rental as he was moping about missing this trip so I said, the heck with it, let's go. His brother's family is leaving there tomorrow which makes enough room for us at his parent's house but this is probably the last thing I
need. I have been so tired and short-fused lately and putting me in a house full of in-laws
whilst looking out at the rain and having nothing to do with a kid who'll be bored is definitely
a bad mix. I have a really large bottle of Zinfandel around here somewhere that is going in with
the luggage and this week may be the week I start drinking. I'm bringing plenty of books but what I'll really need is earplugs and a muzzle. Hear no evil, speak no evil. Ah vacation. Dontcha
just love it?! There's gotta be a better way.