Oy vay. What a day.
I had already spent half the day fighting a (losing) battle against some of my most prominent insecurities. And then Bennet wiggled her way out of the fence and into the street. A driver saw her, and stopped before a tragedy could occur. I heard him honk from the living room, immediately knew what was going on, and went flying outside. I spent the next 20 minutes trying to coax the dumb puppy back inside.
To her, it was all a fun game. I, on the other hand, nearly had a heart attack.
So back to her kennel she went, and I hit the road, bound for PetSmart (20 miles away) to get a chain to keep her in the yard.
After I got there, I realized that my exit was less about the chain and more about my need to escape. But I bought one anyway, feeling silly to have gone all that way for nothing.
Now I'm back, and debating whether to go out dancing with my roommates, as had been intended. I'm leaning toward no. The gettin'-jiggy-wit'-it club scene just isn't what I'm into tonight. I'd rather clean up my room, find all the things I've been missing, read a book, and maybe make a skirt.
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In other news, the pest control guy who fumigates our office gave me his phone number last week. Or rather, he gave it to the office manager to give to me because he's "shy." I do attract the winners, don't I?? ;)
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