It feels good to be in the office without the dog. I’ve been with the dog the majority of the last ten days and it feels good to get a break.
Around 4:30 this morning, I got rage-y and slept on the couch. All the animals decided I needed to be awake. I decided I needed to be alone. It was lovely.
I had to get a sitter on Friday night…for the dog. We don’t trust the kids to be alone with him. For good reason. But I won’t get into all that nonsense right now.
But I will say this: we need to toughen these kids up. They are major fucking snowflakes. We have already started on this project. This weekend will be snowflake boot camp.
Last night, D and I sat on the floor and watched B sleep. We were probably talking about how cute and awesome he is for like an hour.
Oh and D said I could probably get a pom puppy in 2018 and I am SO EXCITED OMFG.
Fifi Coco LaRue!!!!
Seriously though, if I can train a Siberian, I can train any puppy. This dog is challenging as a motherfucker.
I weighed myself this morning. I haven’t gained any weight. I feel like I have.
Eating like four holiday cookies yesterday didn’t help.
Tonight is Day 2 of half-marathon training. It feels good to have a running goal again.
I’m becoming a morning person against my will. I hate mornings.