Anyways, when I arrived at my interview bright and early Wednesday morning, before 9am and sans coffee because we were running late and drop-off at doggy daycare took longer than I had anticipated, the receptionist said "Oh, I had you down for 8:15am not 8:45." Turns out they had rearranged my schedule to have me interview for a third (!!) position all in one day but forgot to communicate that bit of info to me.
To make a loonnng story very short, it was a whirlwind of a day and I so tired when I got home sometime around 7:00pm or so. Too tired to even make dinner. M had to order food and go pick it up all by himself. The pup and I pretty much spent yesterday recuperating (i.e. bumming around in gym shorts (me) and sleeping with our paws curled around each other (Deets) and just generally being lazy).
I promise to get back to my normal schedule of randomly posting snippets of the random thoughts that float through my head and maybe even those silly "fashion blogger" pictures I took last week. They're coming... brace yourselves.
Before I go I just have to take a moment and be a proud mama. Dean's doggy daycare gave us a picture of him playing with friends on his first day and a report card! Guys, he aced doggy daycare. Seriously, he aced it so hard.
|When M and went to pick Dean up one of the staff members |
told me they all had a huge crush on my baby! :)