Monday, June 27, 2005
My Way, Dammit
This is going to be "I'm doing things MY WAY, DAMNIT" week. It's kinda going to be necessary to my sanity that I do things my way, so that I stay sane while losing my job in four days.
I started out the week by taking Willow (reminder: the white shepherd) to the vet this morning. Necessity - monthly blood tests. But I decided I was going to do it "my way, dammit". I was getting her all hyped up ... she's usually freaked and scared about going. She HATES the vet. In getting her all happy, my mini-aussie was THRILLED to hear the words 'go to the vet'. He LOVES the vet. Since Bailey (reminder: the mini-aussie) was excited, Riley (reminder: the collie) was getting excited. I seperated Willow from the 'pack', and looked out in the backyard at the two remaining dogs. Bailey and Riley looked so hopeful at the thought of going to the vet ... I gave it a quick ponder, and decided "Aw, hell with it. Family trip!" Grabbed leashes and collars all-around.
So all three of us trekked to the unsuspecting vet. I'm sure they loved me for the mayhem, but I was in the mood to do it "MY WAY, DAMMIT"!
That's how I'm going to handle this week ... that's how I'm going to survive it. I'm going to find a way to do things MY WAY, DAMMIT!!! It may just be small accomplishments. Wearing shorts on my last day to work. Signing my name on my termination papers, using a purple pen. I dunno yet. But I will find a way to make it MINE.
I started out the week by taking Willow (reminder: the white shepherd) to the vet this morning. Necessity - monthly blood tests. But I decided I was going to do it "my way, dammit". I was getting her all hyped up ... she's usually freaked and scared about going. She HATES the vet. In getting her all happy, my mini-aussie was THRILLED to hear the words 'go to the vet'. He LOVES the vet. Since Bailey (reminder: the mini-aussie) was excited, Riley (reminder: the collie) was getting excited. I seperated Willow from the 'pack', and looked out in the backyard at the two remaining dogs. Bailey and Riley looked so hopeful at the thought of going to the vet ... I gave it a quick ponder, and decided "Aw, hell with it. Family trip!" Grabbed leashes and collars all-around.
So all three of us trekked to the unsuspecting vet. I'm sure they loved me for the mayhem, but I was in the mood to do it "MY WAY, DAMMIT"!
That's how I'm going to handle this week ... that's how I'm going to survive it. I'm going to find a way to do things MY WAY, DAMMIT!!! It may just be small accomplishments. Wearing shorts on my last day to work. Signing my name on my termination papers, using a purple pen. I dunno yet. But I will find a way to make it MINE.
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Trash TV??!! WHAT? That's total ultimate chickie talk there boyo! ;)
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YOU GO GIRLFRIEND!! *insert zippy finger snap here - 3 times*
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