Don’t know why I love Sunday almost as much as Thursday. The way life has been lately, ANY day of the week is awesome. So there you go … call me Pollyanna.
My cup runneth over. Even the most mundane days are good ones, most weeks. I had a few dogs to groom and some to board since I last posted, and the cuteness and lovability factor is over-the-top.
I didn’t even get a picture of every pet! My heart is so full. And then there are our own (including Shelly’s older dog who has retired here):
Did I forget any “permanent” residents? Shall I include the horse and the chickens? That’s about “it” for the “lifers”:
We had some very sad news in the pet world … in MY pet world. Tasha was killed by a car while walking with her beloved and loving owner last week. I will miss her.
When not too busy with pets, I occasionally do something somewhat creative. This week I devised a protective “grill” for the front of Gary’s truck. This should keep a rock from going through the radiator until he gets a “real” repair job.
I’ve been glued to a television series that is available on Netflix, “Breaking Bad”. I’ve seen it all the way through, for the most part, but now that I’m watching it again, I’m seeing episodes and scenes that I swear I didn’t see before. It’s addictive… a fine thing to do when the weather is inclement, and not so much when I should be doing something productive.
Since the New Year, I have also caught up to my late income taxes and the resulting bill. At least, I believe that I have, and am still waiting for Notices of Assessment. I had a substantial bill to pay, that I will willingly submit (if not GLADLY), as that is life … the government is entitled to part of your well-earned money.
Beside my work/business, I thought that if I sell a bunch of items on Facebook, I might be able to subsidize this tax bill. I’ve sold quite a few little pieces of jewellery, none of great value, but I keep telling myself that it all helps. It’s all “nickle-and-dime” stuff, relatively speaking, and sometimes it is a hassle to meet/deliver/wait for people, no matter how pleased I am with a sale. It’s also sobering to become aware, all over again, of a stage of wasteful impulse buying that lasted only a few weeks and ended suddenly … years ago. I have tried not to catch any such addictions in recent years; I have run my own intervention.
Tonight we’re going to Robbie Burns Night at our local restaurant, Morels. Haggis is optional, and I think I already have hurt the chef’s feelings by saying I wouldn’t eat it. There will also be roast beef and whiskey.
Road trip tomorrow! Gary and I are going into Prince George for medical appointments. I have not been away from McBride for many months … almost a year. This will not be the occasion for shopping, movies, or overnight, but it’s still a “date” away from home, if only for the day.
That’s it for now! Sorry I left it so long before posting.
The beautiful weathervane that my daughters and I bought for Gary: