This morning...
Dec. 13th, 2004 10:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trystinnA bit about today:
Gods I hate Mondays...
Today Gracie's skin allergies are worse, so I've called the vet and feel like an utter failure for not taking her sooner. I had hoped, as we all do, that with a cone and extra love she'd get better. Nope. I need to call around noon to see if they will just refill her prednisone or if I need to drag her to the vet, which really stresses her out. Which stresses me out. There's a reason I don't have kids, LOL, too much stress worrying over them!
Part of this is our vacation on the 27th, we're going to New England so Josh can meet the folks (which in and of itself isn't stressful, I have fabulous parents, but travel is always rough) and we've no idea who is watching the dogs. Pinky (i.e. Civil) will probably end up watching the bunnies (Amber & Jet) and Fudge (our cat), and knowing her, she'll fill our birdfeeders without being asked, which is lovely. Must think of something special to do for her in gratitude!
From Pinky's journal, I was kinda hyped to see that taking the kids to my place after we pick them up from school really takes some pressure of her to keep them entertained. Which is really cool, since as a gal with no kids I wasn't sure if this was just me being lazy (okay, everyone to my house) or just sort of sponging joy off her kids since I adore them and have lots of toys, animals, etc. for them to play with!
Half the people I know are sick or their kids are, its been a rough and cold winter so far (yes, I know strictly speaking its not winter yet). Its a grey day here in the neighborhood, and speaking of which, we got through an entire weekend without cops coming to the apartment complex to handle the neighbors. I'm calling it a victory for peace.
Our bird feeders are busy, the cat is going insane at the window (which is fun to watch), Tracker is snoring away in the bedroom and the buns are exhausted by their runabout in the living room yesterday. All in all, life is good.
But its still a %#%*&@#$(*&% Monday...
Gods I hate Mondays...
Today Gracie's skin allergies are worse, so I've called the vet and feel like an utter failure for not taking her sooner. I had hoped, as we all do, that with a cone and extra love she'd get better. Nope. I need to call around noon to see if they will just refill her prednisone or if I need to drag her to the vet, which really stresses her out. Which stresses me out. There's a reason I don't have kids, LOL, too much stress worrying over them!
Part of this is our vacation on the 27th, we're going to New England so Josh can meet the folks (which in and of itself isn't stressful, I have fabulous parents, but travel is always rough) and we've no idea who is watching the dogs. Pinky (i.e. Civil) will probably end up watching the bunnies (Amber & Jet) and Fudge (our cat), and knowing her, she'll fill our birdfeeders without being asked, which is lovely. Must think of something special to do for her in gratitude!
From Pinky's journal, I was kinda hyped to see that taking the kids to my place after we pick them up from school really takes some pressure of her to keep them entertained. Which is really cool, since as a gal with no kids I wasn't sure if this was just me being lazy (okay, everyone to my house) or just sort of sponging joy off her kids since I adore them and have lots of toys, animals, etc. for them to play with!
Half the people I know are sick or their kids are, its been a rough and cold winter so far (yes, I know strictly speaking its not winter yet). Its a grey day here in the neighborhood, and speaking of which, we got through an entire weekend without cops coming to the apartment complex to handle the neighbors. I'm calling it a victory for peace.
Our bird feeders are busy, the cat is going insane at the window (which is fun to watch), Tracker is snoring away in the bedroom and the buns are exhausted by their runabout in the living room yesterday. All in all, life is good.
But its still a %#%*&@#$(*&% Monday...
