I failed to go to bed at a good hour last night, so woke up late and tired and unmotivated. Did not take the dogs for their walk as I should have when I got home yesterday so did not put out the trash, either, so that didn't get done, and I am angry with myself for not living up to my potentials.
Also failed to contact the BF over the week, so did not confirm my plans and needs with him about transporting all the donations to the various places, and as a result I have doubts that is going to happen, which makes me mad all over again. And I NEED to go to work today to prep feedbags and to check on my horse, because the boss called me this morning to let me know she was lame. It's already 1 pm and I have accomplished diddly over squat.
Not even out of my nightdress. Grr, Briana. You are better than this.
Okay, got off my ass, got dressed, pinged a couple folks for rides, no takers, so pinged Don for pick up. Ate a pretty healthy breakfast, and will be out the door in ten. It is only a long day if I treat it like one. Stuff is going to thrift stores tomorrow, which will clear all kinds of space in house, bedroom and garage. This makes me super happy.
I also did actually get out and walk my dogs (because I missed my farquing bus). I got some lovely pics of my silly old fella. Have to post them to FB.
I also did get to work, made up bags and checked on my poor lame mare. No idea what the issue is, but added some pain med to her feed bags. I won't be out again till Tuesday, what with one thing and another.
The tooth is still really painful, but I am seven again and playing with a loose tooth with my tongue, even though it hurts like a mofo. I want that split shard out so much...
So, it wasn't as big a waste of my day as I'd feared I'd let it be. Go me. I have to acknowledge that I am working on my issues.
Tomorrow is blitz of thrift stuff and then archery practice. I hope to be home before dark, have more house stuff to do. Oral surgery on Monday, so I can get some of the rest done over the next two days. That would be all to the good, because now that the thaw seems well established, I'm going to need have more done around the place as I have a literal shit-tonne to shovel at work.
Also failed to contact the BF over the week, so did not confirm my plans and needs with him about transporting all the donations to the various places, and as a result I have doubts that is going to happen, which makes me mad all over again. And I NEED to go to work today to prep feedbags and to check on my horse, because the boss called me this morning to let me know she was lame. It's already 1 pm and I have accomplished diddly over squat.
Not even out of my nightdress. Grr, Briana. You are better than this.
Okay, got off my ass, got dressed, pinged a couple folks for rides, no takers, so pinged Don for pick up. Ate a pretty healthy breakfast, and will be out the door in ten. It is only a long day if I treat it like one. Stuff is going to thrift stores tomorrow, which will clear all kinds of space in house, bedroom and garage. This makes me super happy.
I also did actually get out and walk my dogs (because I missed my farquing bus). I got some lovely pics of my silly old fella. Have to post them to FB.
I also did get to work, made up bags and checked on my poor lame mare. No idea what the issue is, but added some pain med to her feed bags. I won't be out again till Tuesday, what with one thing and another.
The tooth is still really painful, but I am seven again and playing with a loose tooth with my tongue, even though it hurts like a mofo. I want that split shard out so much...
So, it wasn't as big a waste of my day as I'd feared I'd let it be. Go me. I have to acknowledge that I am working on my issues.
Tomorrow is blitz of thrift stuff and then archery practice. I hope to be home before dark, have more house stuff to do. Oral surgery on Monday, so I can get some of the rest done over the next two days. That would be all to the good, because now that the thaw seems well established, I'm going to need have more done around the place as I have a literal shit-tonne to shovel at work.
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