Oh NO!!!

Duke's adoption fell through.  I got the call last night.  He's having tremendous anxiety and going rather crazy.  Ugh and double ugh.  I feel bad for this young couple and I feel bad for poor Duke AND I feel bad for ME!

Duke is a doll, but the opposite of the other 2 dogs which means a ton of work.  Separate walks, feeding issues (Ellie is on a super strict diet), wake-up times, bed real-estate.  To top it off, hubby leaves for a 6 day ski trip.  It's all ME and all DOGS for the next week.

Continuing my little rant -- we have 5 people on the application committee for the rescue and for some reason, no-one is working on it except me.  I sent a note saying - um, what's up?!?  Everyone has a reason - kind of legit in some cases, but come on people, I can't do this all myself.  The point in 5 people was everyone took some and it works like a well oiled machine.  Not so well oiled this last week.  It's more like ... there is always someone else who can do it.

I pick Duke up on Thursday from TN.

I need a turn-around with my attitude.  Since life is getting crunchy the next week, it's a good time to take it all the way and have a life detox so to speak.  Focus, head-down, do my stuff, push those healthy habits.

I'm trying to turn this around to a positive.

Plus, I have my tremendous running partner back.  (See -- positive -- LOL!!)

Booked the London portion of the trip yesterday.  I'm waiting on some confirmations, but stuff looks FUN!!  Paris today.

I was supposed to do some girlfriend fun this week, but flu exposure had us cancel.  No way I need flu in my life (but who does).  I hope they stay strong and healthy, but when a family member is sick - it's tough to isolate.

As "busy" as I've been lately, as much as I have to talk on the phone, I haven't had much face-to-face people contact.  I miss it!  And this next stretch of time is heading that way too.  Isolation and me don't play nice.  I need to figure out a plan.

Fingers crossed.  Later gators.