I had a long day at work yesterday followed by a short night and another long day again today. So I was both physically and mentally tired when I came finally came home. So much so that I made sure to open the door to the house carefully so as not to bump the “temporary” dog who doesn’t live here any longer. I’m not sure whether its good thing or a bad thing that I forget we don’t have a dog around anymore when I’m tired. What is undeniably good is that all her accidents are a memory.