I need a vacation. Badly.
I ran some errands after work today and ended up going the wrong way ... twice... to run out for dog food. No...no, this was not the first time I was going to this particular store.
I was borderline muttering to myself while pushing/sliding my ridiculously defunct shopping cart in the scary Walmart (more stores need to carry this stupid dog food!). I hate scary Walmart. (Obviously I wanted to go to the un-scary Walmart, but went the wrong way...twice.)
The puppies are feeling my stress too, I think. Tonight after finally getting home, I saw that it had snowed in my living room... The puppies tore up my very last throw pillow. They've torn up tissues from my bathroom trash a few times, and have gotten sales ads off the kitchen counter and shredded those. Maybe the puppies need a vacation too?
There have been many instances lately when I have actually uttered the words, "I don't wanna help people today." Did I mention that I HELP PEOPLE FOR A LIVING?!
I've been perusing vacation sites, I've ordered a vacation guide, and have been obsessively daydreaming about a nameless spa in the desert somewhere.
I need a vacation.
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4 comments:
Maybe the dogs just need a dog bone to chew on instead of all your pillows.
A vacation sounds great and you deserve it! Are you coming home for Thanksgiving? Maybe we should all go to the spa together for a little RR.
Do it, do it, do it...and take me with you!
Just settle down. Take a deep breath. Let the dogs out to stay for several hours. Glass of wine. Only 1, tho. And concentrate on spa at Thanksgiving time. Love ya. Mom
The dogs need a kennel. You need a spa.
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