I was thinking this last night and then I read Jolene's blog and it confirmed it. The number one reason to blog is you can tell an entire story without interruption. If the person on the other end loses interest and doesn't finish, it doesn't affect you in anyway. And yes, Jolene, I read your entire blog about Tuesday.
I had a horrible evening last night. I had to bring the dog to the vet afterwork. Of course, while in the "big city" I had to run other errands. Now my child is far from perfect. But we have brought her to restaurants, shopping, etc. from the time she was tiny tiny. She gets bored at home and loves to go places. She gets so excited to see a Walmart or the mall.
Well, last night has changed things for us. She had her first meltdown where I had to leave in embaressment. In retrospect I think she was hungary. She had eaten but some days she eats like a grown man I swear.
After the humiliation and listening to her cry, I had to drive home. Thankfully she didn't cry the entire way and was actually pretty quiet. I am only a few miles from home, feeling better and out of the blue - a rabbit ran out in front of me. I breaked, I swerved but nope... I got him and he was so horrific, still have flashbacks. I am a HUGE animal lover and of course started crying. But then I have to be good, can't let Serena know what happened.
I get home, try to tell my story to my husband. Part way through I have to hear the crap about how long my stories take. That is one of my absolute biggest pet peeves. I don't care how long it is, someone can sit there and listen to me if I have to go through it all.
After I got her down, I went for a walk to calm down. It's dark so I bring two of my dogs. Of couse, things can't work out. My brother-in-law's dogs had gotten loose. This is nothing new but one still had the long chain attached to his collar. Obviously this is extremely dangerous so I have to stop the dog while keeping mine seperated. There goes a nice peaceful walk.
During the night Kobe, my little dog, howls and wakes up Serena so I end up on the couch with her.
Wake up this morning at 5:45. I went down to the basement to turn the pumps on. We've had to do this 2-3 times a day since October. They had frozen overnight so I had to bring the hoses in. I retried later but one pump isn't working. I left for work with a couple of inches in the basement, should have stayed but didn't have it in me. I was 45 minutes late yesterday because of this damn water. So sick of worrying about it.
No one but Jolene will read this but that is fine, I am feeling crummy today.
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Sorry to hear your Tuesday was pretty shitty too. I'm glad you took the time to vent also. Misery loves company. I try to stay positive on my blog, but the temptation to use it as an outlet to vent is too great sometimes.
I REALLY, REALLY HATE when Dan doesn't listen to me. He also says my stories take forever. Well so do his and I'm sure some of Kelly's darn work related stories are boring as hell too. Men. I actually have to stand in front of the tv or take away his magazine to get him to pay attention. He never gives me eye contact either, which is key to good feedback. I hate that about anyone actually. It says "You're boring and not worth my time".
I hate killing animals too. I had to slam on the brakes on the Lost Nation Road for a damn animal too, cat I think. When I went to your wicked wicks party. Stupid things. I hate killing anything, but I'd rather hit a wild animal than someone's pet. I couldn't live with myself.
Thanks for doing my questionnaire. You should post it on here too. You might start getting "Mommy" traffic soon.
Oh yeah, according to sitemeter two other people read your post too, a person from Chile and one from Turkey :)
Don't forget to use your clickable link on my blog to get people over here.
Jennifer - See other people will read your blog. Hi! Sorry your day was crappy. Blogging is a good to vent both the good and bad things! Blog on Girl!
I've been reading too, but I'm bad about commenting. I comment on Jolene's because I know it pleases her so much.
I hate it when Matt doesn't say anything back and I'm not sure if he even heard me. I then start asking and he gets all defensive and says it didn't require a response. I would at least like an, "oh, really". Anything to know he heard me.
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