I have hard cider, Johnny cash, and two cats. Not a bad way to shed some stress.

Thank heaven The Man in Black's later stuff seems to be exempt from my "I know I love this music, why can't I listen to it" wackiness. So that's James Taylor, Steve Martin and the Steep Canyon Rangers, and Johnny Cash that I can listen to.

Yeah, we didn't have an open house, really, although all the realtors from the brokerage where my agent is did a walkthrough. I think we would have, had it gone long enough, but we were having consistent enough showings that we hadn't gotten 'round to it yet.

But, yes, I totally had to get used to the PEOPLE! In my space! bit.

And I couldn't take the Biscuit. He was supposed to be gone, but it was so traumatic for him to be in the car at that point, that I just left him there, in the dog run. He was deaf, so he wasn't prone to endless barking, and sometimes he didn't ever realize there were people in his territory.

I did take him out for the inspection, because that was hours worth, and the inspector needed access to the whole space. I just put him in the kennel, then, his favorite people, but it was still super tough on him.

Also, I don't know if this is comforting or infuriating, but I've always found that you get the worst/most of your own kids.

Completely true! I've known so many parents that have had the high maintenance kid turn angelic for the grandparent or stranger. Still blows my mind when other parents say how helpful my kids are with picking up and rinsing dishes or whatever. Who! What! My kid!

He was deaf, so he wasn't prone to endless barking

So sorry about the loss of Seabiscuit. I feel like I know so many Buffista pets that I haven't met! I've had and known a few pets that went deaf in their later years. It really seemed to help with their anxiety more than it hindered them. Really they didn't seem to notice at all, but no more fear of fireworks and thunder!

Today and tomorrow may be our last cold front of the season. Only 65F at 8AM!! (80s later) But am I outside taking advantage? No, I am on my computer!

Also, I don't know if this is comforting or infuriating, but I've always found that you get the worst/most of your own kids.

It's true, and it's both :)

Oh I just love it when my staff call me at home to report on an injury of unknown origin on a Saturday morning, name a coworker (whom they do not cross paths with except at staff meetings) as being suspect, and then say "I didnt think of that, I didn't mean to cast aspersions" when I point out that it will be Monday before I can ask the day program if anything happened while the person was there.

No. Yeah you did mean to cast aspersion. And then you pretend not to know what to do to report suspected abuse while lecturing me on making sure to take photos of the bruising.

I know this isn't right, and I was ever so fond of kicking a little demon ass, but I am ready to get naked.

This thread is dead.

So I am saying goodbye to this thread and starting the new one. Really I have to get to work doing other stuff and don't want it to run out when I am not here!

edit to high five Tom!

Link to brand new shiny thread. Do come and grab a comfy chair.

"Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?"