I think I'm having a bad day... and it's not even 11am!

This morning I was lying (is that supposed to be lying or laying...) in bed and I heard the dog make that crying/whimpering noise that he does sometimes, especially when he wants to go out. Now he does this any time he wants to go out, not just when he HAS to go out. Sometimes he just want to go outside and play and he makes the same noise. He also makes the cry or whimper noise when he bone goes under the couch and he can't retreive (why can't i spell today??) it. So I wasn't sure what was causing the crying sound. I looked at the clock and it was 6:57am. I pushed back the blankets to get out of bed and let the dog out. But suddenly the crying stopped. I wondered if one of the kids had gone downstairs but I feared the worst.... That the dog really DID have to go out and he no longer needed to go out :S And yup, that's what happened. I heard the kids go downstairs first and I figured, Surely they would tell me if the dog had pooped in his cage. No one came upstairs with a poopy report so it must not have happened. Then hub goes downstairs and comes right back up to tell me that the dog had pooped in his cage. On his last night here. Yup, he's noto my dog. I'm only dog sitting! He's been here for 9 nights now and the owner is supposed to pick him up today. Can you believe she still hasn't called or come over?! Anyway, so I get dressed and go downstairs and it is a huge MESS! It wasn't just poop, it was diarhea (did i spell that one right??? I need to try out the spell checker on this thing!) So it was all over his cushion in the cage and had spilled out onto the carpet and don't worry, he sat in it too. So I tie the dog's leash to the deck railing and i start to walk him from the cage to the back door. Guess what, the dog doesn't like the poop either so he starts to shake his whole body so he can remove the poop from his fur and get it all over me and the kitchen! Nice of him to share :S So once the dog it oustide I go to evaluate the mess and figure out what to do first. Somehow the kids are eating breakfast (hub gave them some cereal) and I'm gagging on the stench of diarhea that has taken over my house. After I manage to refrain from puking on top of the diarhea, I roll up the cushion and take it outside to hose it off. Hub starts spraying the carpet with some reslove. Then I put the soaking cushion into the washing machine (washed it twice). Then I take out the plastic bottom piece that the cushion goes on top of. I hose that down outside too. Then I wipe off all the wires to the cage and start with the carpet. Since hub has already tried using the carpet spray, I know i'm gonna have to bring out the steam cleaner. Luckily I still have the one that my mom gave me about 8 years ago when I bought my first house. But as you might expect, it broke several years ago too. It wasn't new when my mom gave it to me. She gave it to me beacause she had gotten one of those fancy upright steam cleaners. I don't use it often. I like to think that my house just doesn't get that messy, but the reality is that i'm lazy :P So I pull out the steam cleaner and I'm able to find the steam cleaning detergent. At least one thing is going right today! I fill it up and drag it out to the living room where the mess is. I set it up and plug it in and hub stands over me and watches. Then he starts critquing my techinque. Now what is this skillful technique that I use??? I have to hold the hose the sprays the water and detergent in one hand and hold the scrubbing and suction apparatus in the other hand. I have to hold the spray hose close to the floor so that it doesn't shoot the water and detergent all over the place (yes I've been sprayed :S). But it is working at least the carpet is getting clean. The carpet is old and I've been wanting to replace it since we moved here, which is almost 2 years ago now. But we also needed a new car and a new roof, so we've had no problem finding other ways to spend money that we don't have. So dog sitting was supposed to help pay for new things that we havn't gotten yet. I guess it was the dog's way of telling me to go ahead and buy that new carpet, I deserve it! So that's how my day started....