Shame on me...

OK, so today I stole from CPS. I drove ALL the way to the training I was supposed to attend, I swiped in, then turned around and walked right back out. I should probably feel guilty about my thievery, but alas, I do not. One day's pay doesn't even begin to compensate me for the stress and strife I have to deal with on a daily basis at the Hell-Hole. I'm sorry, I just can't feel bad about leaving.

I've managed to get a lot done today. I went straight to the grocery store and did all my shopping for my son's birthday party Sunday. (Did I mention I had to cancel last week's get-together? My son was sick all weekend.) Then I went to the post office and bought all my Christmas stamps, as well as some postcard stamps I needed. Then I came home, put the 12 bags of groceries away, stamped 40 postcards, did a load of dishes, updated my Christmas card list and baked a cake for the gang at the vet's office. And it's only a quarter after 12! It's amazing how productive you can be when you aren't at work! I even managed to eat a sandwich in there, too. Oh, and I changed two flood lights over my front porch, and 3 light bulbs in the lamp in my living room. Wow, I HAVE been a busy little beaver, haven't I? I'm about to tackle the 5 loads of laundry that are waiting for me, and that I need to get out of the way before company comes over Sunday.

I'll try to come back later and give those that care (Laura and KBL!) a Buster update. He's still at the vet's office, hopefully resting comfortably. I just hope there isn't going to be a lot of icky stuff for me to do once he comes home :( If I have to change dressings or pack his ear with gauze, it isn't gonna be pretty. Let's hope that isn't the case.

A boy can learn a lot from a dog: obedience, loyalty, and the importance of turning around three times before lying down. ---Robert Benchley