So Skim comes out and we go home, take the dog in the house and eventually go to bed. I get up today, putz around the house and actually do a little cleaning, which is pretty impressive if I do say so myself.

Then B comes in and tells me one of my windows is open. I'm all oblivious and say "what in my room?" and he looks at me like I'm stupid cause I only have one window in my room and it's always shut. So he's like, no the one on your car, behind the driver's seat. Then I remember that thats where the dog was leaning out the window last night. And I remember not putting it up last night because I was distracted.

And then I realize that it had been raining all night.

Nice.