Dean is still out sick; he spiked a temp during the middle of the day, yesterday.
I’m kind of at a loss as to what to say about anything right now.
I am going in at 10a today, due to Dean’s illness; Joel moved my times back an hour to allow for Ashlee to get her work done and come home. It just kind of sucks, because I’m working until 7, instead of having my day shortened by an hour. But, meh, I get it, and I would probably do the same. Similarly, my schedule got changed for next week, as Joel really wants Ashlee to help cover Saturday; so, now I’m off Sunday, but I have to work Friday. Again, that sucks, because I’m not losing a work-day or gaining a day off. But, again, I understand it, and would likely do the same.
The dog is so annoying. Most dogs are annoying. The dog that is wandering about outside, letting it’s scent waft through the air of Sophie’s territory, thus threaten her property and causing her to bark her blasted head off is most definitely annoying.
I’m going to get a damned bark collar.