Anywho...

That was a dozy of a scab I decided to scratch open yesterday, let me tell you I felt sad and depressed all day long. It amazes me that after ten years it can still hurt that bad. Oh well, I felt it, I embraced it and I let it go and went to bed. I woke up this morning feeling chirpy and well rested so it must of been something that I needed to do. Anywho...
I am still working on Santa Shop. (Breath!) I have like five things that need to go home in the next three days so I was counting out copies that I had made yesterday in between all my feeling and came up short, like 85 copies! Not good! I called the publisher place this morning and they said they would run off my copies and I could pick them up this afternoon. So I put my Santa Shop Shit (Breath!) away and started working on a story that I wrote, and the next thing I know it's time to get the wee ones on the bus for school. Thank god they can take care of them selves. Well not take care of themselves but get something if they are hungry, or thirsty, and dress themselves. (I was ready to put them on the bus with their PJ's on!)
After the bus came I jumped in my car and drove up to get my copies and there was no one there. I thought maybe they were on lunch and I would try again at 2pm. I came home and went back to that story and a while later the phone rang. It's the publisher, their copier is broke, they won't have my copies until tomorrow maybe Thrusday. BROKE!
Uh huh, I need them, and I them today. So here I sit, waiting for the last 50 copies to come out of my printer. Praying that this happens before 3:30pm when school gets out. My hubby is going to crap when he finds out that I used all the ink he just bought. I'm sure I'll get reimbursed sooner or later. I keep telling myself that next week this time it'll almost all be over! It'll be worth it. It's got to be worth it, right?
I have two dogs. they are lab/retriever mix. They are one year old. They are both male. Need I say more? I love my dogs, even when I had to chase them all over the neighborhood because they got out the front door. That don't happen anymore, we got an electric fence. (I know it sounds mean and cruel but honestly it don't hurt when you get "corrected", I tried the collar myself!)
I had to do something, I was getting hurt, leaving my kids alone while I ran after them and animal control was called on me. Not to mention the neighbor who "really don't like them running through her yard everyday!" (Bite me! It wasn't everyday!) So we got an electric fence. Now they can run the yard (and they do) and feel free without actually being free. It's pure genius!
Last week they ate one of the compotents on the collar (the part that produces the shock) and now it don't work. We have to get it replaced, it's on my list of things to do. (Wait I don't have a list) I managed to "fix" the collar and we put it on the white dog, because the brown dog is way too smart, and that has been working, until today! I think my dog figured it out because he was barking at the neighbor kid (who is deathly afraid of my boys, WTH? they are big teddy bears who like to jump on you and kncok you down and than slobber all over your face! there's nothing scary about two 85 pound dogs running at you!) from the sidewalk. The sidewalk is not my yard. It is outside of the fence. The funny thing is he just stood there and barked. (The brown dog would of took off!)
I had to bring them in and shut the gate so they can't run anymore. Brown dog is not happy about this at all! He keeps pacing the house like a cage tiger and every now and then he moans and groans about it. Or he'll just sit down next to me and bark. I could live without that, his bark seems to go right to my bones and vibrate off them. His bark can be ear piercing at times. I think he knows this because he does it when he wants something. Hey I never said they were dumb! I guess I'll have to order a new collar so my boys can play and torment the neighbor kids without actually tormenting them. Poor puppies!
My printer is SOO slow! They are not going to be done in time. I guess it'll have to wait until tomorrow =(
Now I have an extra thirty minutes before the kids come home and my peace and quiet disappear until tomorrow afternoon. What to do? Maybe I should start dinner? Order a new collar? Start counting copies? Change laundry loads? Nah, I think I'll go write my story...