Trust & Appreciation

Caution:  This may be a "whiny" post but I need to get some of this out of my head.  I trusted my friend so much that I quit my job and went to work for her.  If it were only the business we were working toward, as I thought in the beginning, we'd be fine.  I had my suspicions last week, and found out yesterday that the business was also paying bills at home, catching up on rent and utilities.  

That leaves no moola left for me.  I don't have a job, and they owe me money that I need right now.  

Which brings us to the appreciation part.  The bather has his job, the groomer has her job, so I took on the responsibilities of cleaning.  Kennels, towels, floors, etc.  

I  think they will appreciate the part I played.  I hope so.   The customers will ask where I am, too.  

And another thing, they brought a dog home from her son's house.  A dog that does not like me, which is so odd.  It really bothered me that they insisted every time she growled to say, "she doesn't growl at me, she ran right up to me and Ken..."  Tell her no, tell her to be nice, to me, like you do the dogs.    

So, my plan is to work on my art, get back to creating.  Hopefully selling.  

I knew I shouldn't have gone with her, I should have waited until she got settled in...but we'd talked all Winter about opening the shop, and it was always us, so I would have felt like I didn't support her when it was time.  

With any luck I can get my job back at Twin Pines.  Sweetheart is going to talk to the guy that is running the Pro Shop about it.  I'd work for cheap, and that would be more than I've made since May.  Plus, it will give me a lot of time to kick back and stitch.  

With all that being said, I do realize that this is something she has to do with the goals she has set, and I will still support her.  We've been friends for a long time, and I have no plans of un-friending her at all.  Nor will it be weird.  I knew getting this in writing would calm me down.

I just transferred my prescriptions to the drug store across the street from the shop.  Good excuse to visit once a month, huh?  

Gonna take a week off, rest, stitch, get some yoga going, back to eating clean.   I've eaten so much bologna the last 2 months, I never want to taste it again.  Got sick from one of those little pkgs of mustard, too.  

Handmade by Cosmo

Play Nice!  xxoo

Live, From the Pro Shop

It is 9:38 am, I've been here about an hour, balanced my cash, got all my work stations set up the way I like them, stocked the fridge...

The "old" group started about 9.  One of them always eats lunch here.  He loves my Reuben sandwiches, even took one home to his wife on Thursday.

The friend I've been telling you about...he's here today.  I let him pick out one of my Critters, he picked the patriotic elephant.  :)  I think I'll send him home with the red pig, too, because I was thinking of him when I made it.  His group took off around 9:30, they should be finished between noon and 1.

The Pres. just came in, he's a good guy most the time.  Frank came in, but he and the Pres. got into a little tiff the other day and there's a little tension between them.  Silly boys.  Looks like that group is getting ready to tee off.  My Jack, Pres., Doc (Holy Cow), Chuck and Frank.  This group should be finished about an hour after the first group.

Most of these first groups are my favorites.  They usually always have lunch, especially on the weekends.

There will be another group, they usually start about 11.

I didn't bring any Critter material to work on today.  I was feeling a little melancholy this morning, and couldn't wrap my head around what I felt like working on, so decided to do a little computer work today.

So, that's my morning here at Twin Pines.

Make it a good day and Play Nice!  xxoo

A little absent (minded)...

Wait, what?  Just kidding.  My sweetheart, (from this day on he will be called Mr. Stubborn) has been ill.  Ill enough to take himself to his bedroom across the hall Thursday evening.

And there he's been, except for his sneaking out of his bedroom to do things I'd prefer him not to do when he's sick,  like emptying the dishwasher, folding towels, getting a snack...and doing things he shouldn't even be worried about, like the litter box.  I told him the first day to stay in his room and not germ up the house.  Then he has the nerve to say, "I hope you don't get this."

In my trying to take care of him, all he's done is piss me off & put me in a cranky ass mood.

So...I'm not saying another word to him.  We've been cooped up in here since Friday...well, I "got" to get out of the house to go to the grocery store this morning.  While I was gone he was all over this place.

I have kept myself occupied, during this duration, by watching LOST and making critters.  I know there's at least one new picture up there.  I'm trying a new technique with the eyes, which led to new ideas and techniques in my mind...

He just slipped down the hall again.  I'm going to shut my door a little bit so I don't have to see him when he comes back through.  And then I'm going to finish up a couple of critters, and hopefully my head will not explode before the end of this day.

Sleeping

I've not been sleeping well the last few nights.  Maybe staying up too late?  Maybe sleeping to late in the morning (8:00 ish)?  Maybe what I watch before I go to bed, maybe what I listen to while I sleep?  I am not doing anything out of the ordinary.

Does it drive you crazy when someone has earbuds in and you can still hear what they are listening to?  That drives me crazy.  CrAzy.  cRaZy.

These are the times when I repeat to myself, "I love him."

My brain says one thing, my heart says another?

My Chihuahua is bored.

She has done nothing for the past two days but lay on the bed and watch me sit here in my chair working on a Critter, or computering, or something...she got crazier than a cootie last night about 10:00, so I know she's going berserk in her little Chihuahua head.

I tried to take her with me to the post office today, but she was not interested.

Today, I am taking her for a walk.  The sun is shiny, the wind isn't blowy, a brisk walk around the block would do us both a world of good.

My darling Karma Carmella

Oh yeah, she was all, "yeah, let's go, come on, come on, come on..." and she made it all the way around the block (1/4 mile), only trailing a little bit there at the end, it's a little incline for you and me, but for a dog that is 6" at the shoulder, it's a pretty big incline.  ;)

We may go again, it is a pretty day.  

Guinea Pig I finished last night.  

xxoo