No, not that. Although some quality time with Bob might not be a bad idea.
I’m stressing myself out about completely unimportant things.
Shhhh, don’t tell anyone but I HATE walking the pugs. Hate it, hate it, hate it! I was so pleased with myself for getting the job. I thought an apartment complex would be great because I would be able to pick up some other clients so I’d be getting paid by a bunch of clients for the same walk. It. Is. Awful. The complex is on a major road so there isn’t anywhere to walk the damn dogs but around the fucking parking lot and there are all these people. I dread the apartment complex. Just dread it. People do not scoop! It’s nasty and depressing and just grim to have to walk around the parking lot. And the dogs don’t really like to walk. So far I haven’t found anything the pugs really like to do.
I am apparently a subdivision person who likes kind of rowdy dogs.
I’m okay with that.
What makes me ill is that I had to turn down a one year old lab because of the damn apartment-dwelling pugs. The only solution I can come up with is to pack the damn dogs in Bubba and drive them less than a mile to a park. Stupid and time consuming but I cannot stand to walk around the nasty, adolescent boy infested parking lot. Yuck!
Okay, I’ll drive the damn dogs to a park even if it isn’t a park with a dog run where they could be off lead and play (those are always nasty and a major risk to your dog’s health anyway) and I’ll send out postcards to everyone in that complex to try to get them to sign up for the park trip so I can actually make money doing that instead of just wasting my time.
Problem solved. Well, it seemed like a bit of a crisis yesterday. Everything has seemed like a crisis for the last couple of weeks.
Next thing. I got all hung up on Three’s thing I was getting panicked about every thing I needed to do to get them out by Valentines day and I wasn’t happy with how some of it was turning out. Okay, it doesn’t have to be Valentines Day. I can change it to something more like, “Valentine’s Day didn’t live up to your expectations?” Or I can do President’s Day or whatever. It doesn’t matter. I will eventually find that damn dog a home and in the meantime she isn’t causing any problems and there is no reason for me to panic just because a couple of other people are upset that she is still here. She isn’t bothering them in any way or causing them any problems.
I don’t think people understand how stressed out I get about stupid shit like that when they say something off hand.
I need to equalize things a little bit. I’ve been so focused on building this daily walk thing to the point where it really pays the bills I have completely neglected the web design stuff. I’ve just been soooo tired. And constantly worried about money and doing constant risk/benefit analysis on every stupid dog walking job.
No agility this weekend because I have dogs to walk during practice but I have the design thing to deal with and work on Three’s thing and some stuff on the pet sitting site.
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