Monday, October 19, 2009

She hates the new place

In our new house. This is very hard. Dog makes it hard. Do you remember when we first got her and I actually considered giving her back because she lost her mind every time we left her alone? Well we're doing it all over again. Although at this point I'd rather give the condo back than the dog. We have to make this work. Today I had to leave work and come home because she wouldn't stop barking. Five hours straight she barked. I am so unhappy. Our new neighbors are probably equally unhappy. We've tried herbal things, diffusers, little devices that make an unpleasant sound every time she barks, and we tried skyping the dog from work. For the rest of the week we're paying $25 a day for freaking dog daycare, until the dog prozac can kick in. And if that doesn't work... I don't have a plan G.

Can anybody possibly dog sit on Saturday night so that we can go to a wedding?

This sucks. Sucks sucks sucks.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

not gay

This room makes me want a baby. It even has our rocking chair. Or maybe it's just the wall color that I want. Or the Nelson pendant lamp. You don't have to have a baby in order to have a Nelson pendant lamp. But this sure would go nice with a baby.

Friday, October 2, 2009


I just ordered a little fundraiser Xmas wreath for the door of our new place. I hope it smells good. I kind of felt obligated and oddly excited because I actually will have a house to put a wreath on. Next stop, ornamental geese with seasonal outfits.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

salaried life

I've just worked 13.5 hours straight. I even worked through lunch. No wait, I took two breaks to take dog out to poop. So the question now is, do I stop and do something else other than work before going to bed? Or do I just call it a day? It is my bedtime after all.

I'm trying to just be cool about this. The major projects have due dates, and so that means an eventual end. So long as more don't show up before these are completed... By November I'll have a little time of normal 9-5 working and maybe 7 evenings in a row with my boo! In our new house!

I guess writing a blog entry counts as doing something other than working before going to bed.