Yea, I’m blaming the damn dog for me missing ANOTHER day of blogging this month. Gah.
This will probably be the last time I blame that particular dog for anything… which is weird. I’m so used to blaming him for stuff that I’m all out of sorts at not having him around to blame.
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Really though, I didn’t blog because my day was muddled. I’m not good with things being muddled. I like my routine. Waking up to a dead dog throws the entire day out of whack and I never managed to recover.
Which is also how we found ourselves at Chic-Fil-A last night for dinner.
Chic-Fil-A is not close to us (though the one we went to last night is closer than the one we usually go to.) Normally, it’s a big deal to take that much time away from work/home and go to Chic-Fil-A — never a spur of the moment sort of thing. Well last night, I said what the hell, the day could not get any more muddled.
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Here’s hoping we can get back on track with our lives. Soon.
Though I suppose that won’t happen if we find ourselves with a new dog ….
Yea. I said new dog…
Yea. We’re crazy.
Damn dog.