i looked a hot mess today.
my friend jamie, in the kindest way possible said, "you look deflated today". basically she was saying..."gurrrl, you look toe-up. go home and try again"!! and yes, i agree. it was one of those days that you catch a glimpse of yourself and you wish you could find a whole to crawl in to until it passes. i went back to her office later and said, "you were being kind!" Her response, "well, i didn't know how to say it and i didn't want to hurt your feelings".
why am i tired, you ask?
well let me tell you people. poor {not so} little tobey has been sad that his momma's are gone on a carribean cruise for 2 weeks. so he is stuck here with me who is not his momma. more like his lovable aunt, but not his momma.
how do i know this?
well, he's not been tobey-like. and he keeps going to the front window looking out investigating and i'm sure he's thinking, "hey, that's my mom's car." he then runs upstairs to the room and looks around. realizing mom is not there he slumps his head, walks over to his spot on the floor and plops down. other telltale signs include, but not limited to:
not eating
following me around everywhere--i know the pain of mother's who can't shake the kids on their hiney
not sleeping--oh the not sleeping, help me Jesus
still not eating
upset stomach--in which the rumbling literally woke me up this morning
depressed
mopey
shall i continue? no? fine.
we are only on day 3 people. day 3!!!
the poor {not so} little guy needs to shape up and realize he's stuck with me until their return--11 more days!!! and that he'll also realize i will take care of him. love him. feed him. take him on walks. here's to hoping we find our rhythm so he gets comfortable. but more importantly as its all about me, i'm hoping i get to sleep soon. i don't do well with no sleep. i get sick. i get cranky. i become crazed! so for tobey and my sake, lets say a prayer that his sadness will pass soon and that...
i. get. some. SLEEP.
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bring. me. that. dog.
oh, thank you Jesus it's a dog you were talking about....i was picturing a kid and it wasn't a pretty sight. i couldn't figure out why a rumbling tummy was waking you up, among other things. wow.
and you obviously need spence to keep tobey company :)
a kid rebecca! really?
and jules...you would love Tobey. He's a greyhound. he's won a few races in his time. also...rest easy knowing he finally ate something today.
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