Websites and coming home to a messy house

I went to Diane's house on Friday after stopping by the hubby's job to have the big airport fairwell because I was going off to war (WTF). I did a make your own fajita bar with chicken, steak and shrimp. Diane was all happy. I made her move her forks and knives over to the drawer next to the sink and dishwasher because who the hell keeps their utensils 20 feet away from where they get put away????? Any way the baby loves going there and she was thrilled. We had a nice night and went to bed SUPER early. So of course that means I was up at 5:30. Anastasia was grinding her teeth so bad it went straight through me and woke me up. Diane even commented on it when she woke up 4 hours later. Thank GOD she has the pugs because they are a fabulous host/hostess team. They're twin pugs. And I took them outside so they could do their business and I could smoke for AN HOUR. Then we went in to get a soda and the little bastard pooped on the floor right next to me. I asked him "Eddie, who does that? You can't go outside for an hour and then come in and poop on the floor!" Eddie looked at me like "Yeah I thought you were never going to bring me back in, I almost pooped out in the yard!" So I cleaned up the poop.
Then we went to Bob Evan's where a semi-retarded waitress took our order. She neglected to bring us any utensils to eat with. We had to wait. FYI- I've been a waitress, before you think I'm just my bitchy self about her mental capacity. It is not rocket science. You ask what they want to drink, bring the drinks back along with utensils. You take the food order. You bring back the food. You check back once or twice to make sure everything is okay. Maybe refill the drinks. You drop off the check and that's pretty much the entire process. Tops it's 7 things to remember. We were there for breakfast, quick painless. She sucked. I overtipped.
Then we went to uhaul and got the truck. Stopped at the house to get the dolly and the keys. Forgot the dolly, got the wrong key. Went BACK to the house and got the dolly and the keys and Bob. He called my son John to come help and we loaded all the stuff that was going to Dianes in the truck. Everything else we are going back on Wed. to get. The place STILL smells like Mom. Side note. When me Diane and John went to pick up the couch the back lifted up. Diane and I both said "Oooh maybe it comes off." John said "Nope" and punched it back into place. Bob took Diane and my place and they hoisted the beast onto the truck, then the rocker that matches it. You know what. Kristen's bf helped us unload the truck back at Diane's, BOTH the couch and chair come right apart for ease of moving. The kid's bf is too young to be arguing with us old chicks so we were able to dismantle the furniture. If he were all grown up, he would have done the same thing my son did. Cuz boys are dumb. We stayed at Di's till 10 that night cause Anastasia was having stomach issues. So I didn't get home till 11. Nothing else accomplished the whole weekend. We had to bring the truck back yesterday and I had to go buy all the baby's back to school stuff ($200 later)
Today I'm going to have to clean the house all afternoon. I came back to a total wreck of a house. And I'm working on the website for the Production company. (which needs to be added onto my ever growing list) So I'm going to do the website in between scrubbing and washing.
I may be back later depending on what happens this afternoon. We shall see!