It’s 5pm and I am only now just starting my day. Working night shift …..hold on, I have to fix my dog’s beloved treat windmill………….Sorry. LMAO.
Working night shift is rough but I’m not sure I could go back to days. Or even 8 hour days. How do you guys do that? ughhhh.
Some of my coworkers bought me the most beautiful birthday cake. Annnnnnd I’m eating it for breakfast.
I should be doing school work, butttttttt I’m not. LOL.
Catriona
XOXOXOX
I have so many entries in my drafts that I start and then forget to finish. Here’s one, and in true Catriona fashion, I’m going to publish it. I’m just not going to finish it. lol
I met with the financial advisor for my Kid’s school.
Federal loans will only help about 4k a semester with two semesters a year.
I will have to take out a loan to the tune of $158,000.
Now granted this includes food (bare min) and dorm.
My better half and and I are kicking around the idea of buying a really crappy trailer and upgrading it to a tiny home with no frills so that all our cash flow can go towards college. I’m not against the idea. my only concern is my old dog. She’s 80lb and not small. I don’t know how comfortable of a life that would be for her. She deserves a comfortable retirement. With the amount of work she has put into this family, she deserves it. So, I’m a little apprehensive about that. I’ve looked into the solar options, I can set it up to monitor and alarm for dangerous temperatures while I’m away. I guess I just worry.
Catriona
XOXOXOX
Browsing through blogs here, when I find a new one/first post, I usually comment “Welcome!”.
I did that yesterday on a rando as I was reading blogs. The person replied asking how I found their site, and then promptly deleted their blog. What the what? Mkay sketchball. LOL
I wasn’t even being creepy, this time! I was just being nice, commmmmme backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!
Bahahhaha what the hell, people.
Catriona
XOXOXOX
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After Phoenix died I was a mess. I just didn’t know it.
A close friend told me I needed to go find another dog, stat. I thought she was nuts. But, morning after morning I looked over the bedside before I put my foot down so I didn’t step on a dog that wasn’t there. I moved to the side in the hallway, for a dog that wasn’t there, I constantly looked for a dog that wasn’t there, and left the bedroom door open for a dog that just wasn’t there. The list goes on, and on, and on.
So, I looked on all the sites, and hated every one of them. They were all cute. But, they weren’t mine. Months went by. Then I saw a photo, and even though he was in a different state and wayyyyy more money than I would have liked to spend, I immediately knew I would be taking him home. My better half immediately agreed, and later paid for him because they couldn’t stand how broken I was.
We drove to Georgia, and he wasn’t exactly what the breeder said he was. But, in the end, that is ok.
Atlas
Atlas & Randle
If you are asking yourself: “Is that..?” yep, it is. That is indeed a Malinois. At the time, I wasn’t looking at the breed, I was looking at his face.
I guess it is on brand for me. lol. My dogs are always big, and kinda dangerous. The fact that they named him Atlas is also funny given my love for antique maps.
He’s currently tell me it is time to go outside, soooooo ……..
Catriona
XOXOXOX