It’s not me who has them. Not really. It’s the dog.
She doesn’t like it when we both work all day. She wants us both in the bedroom, preferably without our computers (most of the time), reading books — giving her belly rubs — giving her treats — just available to pay attention to her, should she choose to want it.
It’s bloody hard to get work done when you have a 45lb dog tugging on your sleeve while you type. Or barking at you when you’re at your desk because she wants you in the bedroom with her (and with TW.)
The first work day of 2013 has been… difficult. To say the least.
Tomorrow will be better, won’t it?
Yes! She and Genevieve need a play date. They can entertain each other while we work!