Today I slept through my medication alarm. I set an alarm for about an hour before I really expect to be out of bed, walking down a few steps to let the dogs out, and making my coffee. Because until my first pain pill and muscle relaxer kick in I can’t do any of those things. So two hours later, when I was wondering why turning over in bed was more than I could accomplish, I saw my morning meds in their container and realized what had happened. Needless to say, and plans I had for the day were blown. So I ended up spending most of my day in bed, watching Glee on Netflix. There’s really nothing like a musical to perk me up, which is why I bought both seasons of Smash, a musical about making a musical – it’s my go-to bad day reset.
I’m dog-sitting right now, so there were three dogs in bed with me all day – my own two huge monsters and an adorable Yorkie who lets me hold her like a baby and rub her tummy. Then she goes all diva and runs the two big dogs off the bed, but it’s good while it lasts.
I’ve only recently noticed how big a part of my life my dogs have become. I’m here alone all day at least six days a week, with no way to go anywhere else. It’s been that way for over a year now. So, I talk to my dogs. We don’t have deep philosophical discussions or anything, but I find the sound of the TV annoying unless I’m actually watching something (like the National Geographic special on honey badgers – it’s very inspiring!) so I talk to the dogs. When I continue talking to the dogs after my husband and son get home it gets a little confusing, but not much since all seem to ignore me equally.
I’m still loving the whole Nerium gig – got a check this week, and I have no idea why! There are fifteen ways to get paid, so I just handed that folder over to Michael when we decided to do this, since I obviously wasn’t going to grasp it. Five paydays a month, fifteen ways to get paid – maybe I’m still in the honeymoon period of this thing, but I thought any business was supposed to be harder in the beginning. If this gets any easier I may be able to do it in a coma. Mind you, it’s not huge money, but the surprise check was enough to renew my nursing license, which was days from expiring.
I used the payment for my most recent sponsored post to put a down payment on John’s trip to New York with the band for Spring Break. It kills me that we haven’t been able to give him the same financial opportunities we gave Aaron. He had a High Adventure two-week canoeing trip and a trip to Washington in middle school, a Boy Scout trip to Philmont the summer before high school, and Spring Break in Hawaii his Freshman year with band. John’s had nothing. We haven’t even had a vacation since he was in elementary school. But, thank God, he’s not bitter or resentful. He tries to hide it when his shoes are falling apart because he doesn’t want us to spend money on new ones. It breaks my heart.
UGH. Money. A necessary evil. One of the things I always wanted to see on Star Trek (and TNG) was Earth in their time. People working, living, going through their everyday life without constant financial worries. If everyone wasn’t making important decisions in their lives based solely on money we’d have so much free time and mental energy to devote to other issues. People would do the things they enjoyed for a living, not the things that pay best. College classrooms would be packed with students who want to learn, not people determined to add letters behind their names and zeros to their checks.
Lastly (and most importantly) I have a granddog! Her name is Tabby, she’s living in pet-friendly Austin with Catherine and Aaron, and she’s a stunning Great Dane – Boxer mix. She’s black with white markings, has sticky-uppy ears, and hogs the bed She loves the dog parks, behaves well at the vet, and is putting on some much-needed weight. I’d post a picture, but the ones I have don’t do her justice. I really need pics from a professional (hint, hint). We’re very excited about her Christmas visit! Oh, and Aaron and Catherine too, of course
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