Copper Creek Chit Chat, Part #4
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I've run all day and finally sat down to wind down around 8:30. I managed to get a TON of stuff done though. Tomorrow looks to be about the same. If I can get it all done then I'll be somewhat caught up on my ever growing to do list. As of right now, ALL my laundry has been washed. I just have a couple of loads to fold. That's a miracle here.
I'm tired though and have to work tomorrow morning. Nail appointment at 2. I think the rest of it is all stuff I have to do here at the house.
I'm waiting on amazon mail.
I'm tired though and have to work tomorrow morning. Nail appointment at 2. I think the rest of it is all stuff I have to do here at the house.
I'm waiting on amazon mail.
Silver mod has landed too. It's owner just showed up to claim it. I might need one for myself if they still are that price.
thought there was a problem. This thing shuts down if not used for awhile. Kind of a nice feature. 3 clicks and its ready to go.
Auto shutoff gets old after a while. I have one mod that does it (26650 Chain Reaction), and it bugs me. I really wish there was a way to turn that off. But I can live with it enough to keep the mod.
We got a new Postmaster at our office today. Time will tell if we can get him broken in well.
Good evening. It was another long day and somewhat productive. Not near so as yesterday but I can live with it. Hubby comes home tomorrow so I'll try to sit still long enough to spend some time with him.
I worked this morning and for some reason I feel so burnt out there. I have no desire to do extra dogs as much as the money is needed. I just want in and out asap. I just don't enjoy it like I used to. I thought a while back when I first started to feel this way that it was just a phase but it hasn't gone away and doesn't seem to be getting any better. Ugh, it's such a good job but I can't get my head in the game for some reason.
Morgan was supposed to have a friend over tonight but just as we were leaving to pick her up she called and said she couldn't come because her mom said she didn't do her chores well enough. Morgan got on Minecraft so she's occupied for now and just fixed herself a frozen pot pie.
Apollo is going to town on a chew toy at the other end of the sofa. He's bigger than both Fiona and Ruger now but hasn't figured out how to jump on the couch. He climbs up with his back legs. Yesterday I found him standing in the middle of the coffee table looking all innocent. There was a treat sitting in the middle of the table so I guess he hopped over from the sofa to get it and couldn't figure out how to get down. He's definitely a goof ball, a funny one.
Morgan's friend just called and said she might be able to come after all if she cleans the bathroom really good. She's going to call back. Hope she hurries. It's already dark and I am ready to be home and not go anywhere.
I worked this morning and for some reason I feel so burnt out there. I have no desire to do extra dogs as much as the money is needed. I just want in and out asap. I just don't enjoy it like I used to. I thought a while back when I first started to feel this way that it was just a phase but it hasn't gone away and doesn't seem to be getting any better. Ugh, it's such a good job but I can't get my head in the game for some reason.
Morgan was supposed to have a friend over tonight but just as we were leaving to pick her up she called and said she couldn't come because her mom said she didn't do her chores well enough. Morgan got on Minecraft so she's occupied for now and just fixed herself a frozen pot pie.
Apollo is going to town on a chew toy at the other end of the sofa. He's bigger than both Fiona and Ruger now but hasn't figured out how to jump on the couch. He climbs up with his back legs. Yesterday I found him standing in the middle of the coffee table looking all innocent. There was a treat sitting in the middle of the table so I guess he hopped over from the sofa to get it and couldn't figure out how to get down.
He's definitely a goof ball, a funny one.Morgan's friend just called and said she might be able to come after all if she cleans the bathroom really good. She's going to call back. Hope she hurries. It's already dark and I am ready to be home and not go anywhere.
Ragnar figured out how to climb out of the playpen. I don't think he got out much before I got home, or there would be more carnage.
Tiff, tell Apollo that a 7 week old less than 3lb chihuahua can get up AND down from the couch by himself, he should be embarrassed!
It was nice enough this afternoon to let the dogs run around the yard for a bit. Actually, Ragnar was chasing Xena around the whole time, he was having a blast but I don't think she was too thrilled
Tiff, tell Apollo that a 7 week old less than 3lb chihuahua can get up AND down from the couch by himself, he should be embarrassed!
It was nice enough this afternoon to let the dogs run around the yard for a bit. Actually, Ragnar was chasing Xena around the whole time, he was having a blast but I don't think she was too thrilled
Wow! That's quite an accomplishment for a little guy like that. I have no clue why he hasn't figured it out. He sees the other two doing it. He can get down fine though. He's 11 weeks and 22 pounds. Wonder how big he's gonna get?? Hits feet are ginormous!
Have an pics yet, Bamrz?
Have an pics yet, Bamrz?
*giggling* at puppy antics over here!
Victor still can't go up or down stairs. He just jumps. Luckily he can stand at the bottom and leap up 6 steps to the porch. If we're downstairs, he'll stand at the top and keep dropping stuff down the staircase until one of us comes back up.
Tiff, I'll check Victors vet records and see what he weighed at 11 weeks. Right now he's 86#. He's a shrimp compared to Cheyenne and Natasha, the boxers across the street at work. They are a bit pudgy, not flat our fat, but an easy 100# each.
Victor still can't go up or down stairs. He just jumps. Luckily he can stand at the bottom and leap up 6 steps to the porch. If we're downstairs, he'll stand at the top and keep dropping stuff down the staircase until one of us comes back up.
Tiff, I'll check Victors vet records and see what he weighed at 11 weeks. Right now he's 86#. He's a shrimp compared to Cheyenne and Natasha, the boxers across the street at work. They are a bit pudgy, not flat our fat, but an easy 100# each.
Time for me to get some sleep, lots to do tomorrow.
*poof*
*poof*
I'm staying up late to catch up on the unwatched episodes of Grey's Anatomy since they put them on Hulu. I put Apollo to bed. He wouldn't stop piddling. I'd take him out and he'd go then come in and go again, back out and go, back in and go. And I think Ruger is following suit. He won't pee in his kennel so I put him in there for a little bit. I'll take him out again before I go to bed. I needed a break. 
He won't pee in his kennel so I put him in there for a little bit. I'll take him out again before I go to bed. I needed a break. - Status
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