Sleepy

Two days off work is great for an attitude adjustment, which makes me feel like the corporate idiots need to schedule ALL full time employees two days off in a ROW each week.  I was less annoyed with customers and my job today than usual, even though I work the same number of hours each week.  It's just nice to have a two day break from the annoying. 

Jon and I celebrated our "Early Gift Day."  I got spoiled with a new Ipod Nano and the entire Freaks and Geeks series.  I did not expect such riches. I just knew Jon was being all secretive and buying me things.  Which, of course, caused me to buy him things even though we had discussed NOT participating in the holiday frenzy this year.  The gifts I bought were less extravagant, but were what Jon wanted.  Magic cards and a pair of nice wool socks.  Still, he was sad that I didn't spend so much as he spent.  Ugh. Frustrating considering this is exactly why we usually don't do the whole gift thing.  I wasn't aware we had money to spend...but, I am of the opinion that I need spoiling once in a while, and I don't spoil myself, so he should.   I spoil him. 

I am so tired despite having days off.   The dog trio loved to wake me up every morning at around 9 am if I was lucky to stay in bed that long to go outside and romp.  Sadie was so easy and quiet, but this dog pack was quite rowdy and not ready to allow me to rest.  They fed off each other's energy.  Funny, Doggles and Emma are BOTH sleeping on the couch next to me at the moment, the most relaxed I've seen them in days.  Emma misses Sadie, though. I heard her whining a few times.  All in all, they were all good dogs and caused little to no trouble.

Jon's pal Shane was over until 3 am last night.  Didn't seem to understand that Jon and I were going to get up early-ish...Jon to go to work, me to go have tea with Ruth and take Sadie home.  Of course, he is used to getting up at 4 pm and getting off work at 3 am...so he's completely backwards.  I like Shane, I just wanted to go to sleep.  I should sleep right now. But Jon is over at Shane's and I never seem to sleep when he's not home. 

Check engine light is still on.  I was going to have a girl use her code reader on it while we were at work but she left at  9 and the rest of us left at 9 30 so I didn't quite catch her in time.  Sigh.  I guess I can go to Autozone, but I still hate the "boy's club" feeling I get whenever I go to those places.  I could send Jon but that makes me feel even more of a stupid female...but on the other hand, I do get tired of dealing with realities...seems like that's all I ever do anymore.  Be nice to have a reality errand boy.  I probably should buy a replacement gas cap and see if that does the trick, $20, relatively inexpensive, and probably worth the peace of mind if it would do the trick.

Not sure if I am taking one dog, two dogs, or no dogs to my parent's house this weekend. Need to decide, though.  I hate leaving Doggles. He is completely MY dog...and understand what Ruth means when she says she thinks she is doggie co-dependent.  I also don't want him to go through that horrible "I EAT YOUR STUFF" phase again...and me being absent from him seems to trigger it...wish he'd get over it.  I guess he's human codependent. 

And, as much as Doggles is my dog, Emma is Jon's.  She just loves him more.  I am not offended.  Some personalities just mesh better.  She's so easy going and easily startled, that its funny that someone so brash, opinionated and loud at times gets her...but then, Jon is high-tempered and has to think about what he's doing more when she's around...I think they are good for each other.




We still have mice.  Uck.  Meaning I should buy traps.  Uck.  The glue traps were a bad idea, since I caught a not too happy cat.  So I suppose I should get the ucky smash 'em traps.  Poison is definitely out. Too many animals that I don't want to eat a poisoned mouse...otherwise, I'd totally poison the horrible little nuisances.  I don't want to do any of this. Jon refuses to deal with the mice, or did last winter, making it all my problem.  How many man points do I get for disposing of sad little corpses?  Makes me sad.  They're not evil, they just happen to have invaded my territory and get into things I don't want them into. Mice shouldn't be so cute; I'd feel less guilty.  With two cats, I'd think they'd catch them, but they only catch the mice that are already stuck to the glue traps.  Sigh.  I guess I should get a mouser...but then, I don't want another cat.  I am at my limit.