Last night: The dog had been in his kennel all day, so he was pretty wriled up when I got home (and Skip was working at the hospital, so he hadn't had a chance to get the pup out for exercise). So I came home, and took the dog out with me while I shoveled the 300 feet of snow that has piled up over the past month. Anyways, there's so much snow that Scotch appeared up over half of the fence-- that was a sight! (See pictures). I had no choice but to put him in his kennel while I went to band. Band was boring, as it often is. Wish it was more of a challenge. Not to mention it took me 45 minutes to get there, which sucked. I got home from band, and wanted to punch out to get up early in the morning so I could work out. The dog obviously had other plans. I think I passed out for about 20 mins, then I woke up to Scotch barking to go outside. So I let him out, then put him in his kennel because he was acting like a maniac. He barked and barked and barked, until Skip got home from work, then he was really wide awake. Then Skip left to go down to the fire house. I think by the time the monster actually fell asleep it was about 12:30. So much for working out in the early morning.
Today: So, I ended up getting up around 6:30 (felt like the middle of either a 24 at Meda-Care or freshman year at Augie during pledging), and got moving. I stopped at the bank before work at 7:30, and it took me 45 freaking minutes to get to work! This is why: 1.) I was driving Skip's car (a.k.a. The Death Wagon), and I slid into a snowbank. Wonderful. 2.) It was 7:30 on a road that has a high school at one end and a junior high on the other. I have never seen such morons dropping their kids off at the worst places ever-- like the middle of the street. Not safe, and not smart. Gotta love Wisconsin, "eh"? Great. 3.) The roads suck from the aforementioned 300 feet of snow. Awesome. Then when I finally got to work I had two cups of coffee, which I never do-- so not only was I crabby, but I was juiced and crabby. Great combination!
The day has gone a little bit better since then, but let's just hope the dog does not keep me up tonight, otherwise I will have a very unpleasant Valentine's Day...
Today: So, I ended up getting up around 6:30 (felt like the middle of either a 24 at Meda-Care or freshman year at Augie during pledging), and got moving. I stopped at the bank before work at 7:30, and it took me 45 freaking minutes to get to work! This is why: 1.) I was driving Skip's car (a.k.a. The Death Wagon), and I slid into a snowbank. Wonderful. 2.) It was 7:30 on a road that has a high school at one end and a junior high on the other. I have never seen such morons dropping their kids off at the worst places ever-- like the middle of the street. Not safe, and not smart. Gotta love Wisconsin, "eh"? Great. 3.) The roads suck from the aforementioned 300 feet of snow. Awesome. Then when I finally got to work I had two cups of coffee, which I never do-- so not only was I crabby, but I was juiced and crabby. Great combination!
The day has gone a little bit better since then, but let's just hope the dog does not keep me up tonight, otherwise I will have a very unpleasant Valentine's Day...
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