Just got off the phone with The Store. Apparently, I have served my time and gotten off the shit list because I am back on the schedule. Either that or they're just really that desperate. Either way, they scheduled me to work during Big's agility class this coming Monday. This doesn't make me wildly happy. Just imagine how unhappy it'll make Big when I have to tell him about how he will not be seeing the object of his affection after all. Fortunately, I'll be at The Store (Wait...I don't think I've ever written that sentence before. I hope to never write it again) and will miss the ensuing temper tantrum.
In other news, I finally got a hold of the Fence Guy after a couple rounds of phone tag. I was thisclose to leaving a message saying, "Look, I know I told you to call me back at your convenience, but what I really meant was 'call me back immediately and if, by some chance, you stumble across a wormhole that would allow you to travel back in time and call me even soon, then jump on in because that's how badly I want you to call me.'" But he called. He's coming out today to measure and estimate the cost of the project. Good news is, the price of the fencing we want has gone up dramatically. If we can no longer afford this project, I really think I might cry. I mean, I know a lack of a fence isn't one of the world's great tragedies (no, that would be this year's American Idol contestants...) and I will most definitely survive. I'll just be majorly disappointed.
Speaking of disappointing, I'm into my first week of the Couch to 5K Challenge and I have to say, I'm not loving it. I'm looking over this plan and I don't see any time devoted to lounging on the couch. With a name like "Couch to 5K", it seems like it should, at some point, involve a couch. I'll tell you what I'm especially not seeing. I'm especially not seeing any block of time devoted to me sitting on a couch eating chocolate chip cookies. What kind of plan is this? I mean, the next thing you know, they'll be asking me to drink protein shakes and eat tofu. White wine is an evil, evil thing that leads to terrible decision making. One über hangover and all of a sudden, I'm all "hey, let's be healthy!" On that note, I have run/walk a total of three miles so far this week. And as soon as I finish this blog post, I am adding to that total.
I'm also adding to my list of Awesome Horoscopes. I received a great one yesterday that I'm going to share with you now. Considering how I just send out the first group of chapters to my Awesome New CP, thus marking the start of the ritual worrying period, I was glad to read this one.
Here's the horoscope:
Your work will be a major source of self esteem. You don't mind knocking yourself out to do a good job today because, in the end, you know it will matter. It will be nice to hear the pleased comments.
This is going to be my last post until probably next week. We're hosting a party here at Casa Crazy this weekend as The Heather is taking her newly earned degree and abandoning me (some nonsense about true love or whatever) to move on to start the next chapter of her life... I am, of course, just giving you a hard time, The Heather. You know I'm head over heels happy for you. So much so that I'm actually going to clean this house. Starting just as soon as I get back from Day Three of the No Couch Required Couch to 5K plan.
Enjoy the rest of your week, everyone. See you next time...