Must Love Dogs...

Sooo...

14.  The number of mornings I've gotten my ass out of bed @ 6:30 AM or earlier.  In a row.

Yes, I'm aware it is Sunday.  But when you have 11 dogs that have to go outside, this is the time to get started.  At least on Saturday and Sunday.  During the week I'm up at 5.

I love my dogs, I really do.  I also know that I alone can not take care of 11 dogs.  The soon-to-be-ex Mrs. Me used to take care of them during the week, and I'd give her a break on the weekends.  Now there are no breaks.

I contacted a breed rescue organization for 7 of my dogs (we used to breed these; bred two litters, but haven't bred a litter in 5 years).  On day 1 I received no less than a dozen e-mails.  Fantastic!  Or so I thought, anyway.  Lots of good intentions.  And what is the road to Hell paved with, children?  Thaaaat's riiiight....

I'm tired, my coffee is cold and right now I really would like nothing more than to enjoy a cup of coffee that is at least warm by the time I finish it and not get jarred awake 4x during the night by my dogs barking at some random sound they hear somewhere outside.  Basically a full night of uninterrupted sleep and hot coffee would set me right up.  Oh, and sex.  Did I mention it has been a year since I last did that?  Yeah.  I'm awesome.  Ugh.

Oh yeah, and I found out that I have eczema.  On my hands, which is awesome considering I rely on them for my job.  So, yeah, cracking/bleeding skin on my hands.  Loving that.  I did find out that it is brought on by, of all things, stress.  So it really is no surprise.  I hate surprises like that.  LOL

So the hits just keep on coming.  The trouble is, those hits are popping me square in the face.  At least I don't have eczema on my face.  Boy, wouldn't THAT be appealing.

Well, back to the dogs.  Hope both (of my readers LOL) of your weekends have gone better than mine. 

Maybe next week will be better.

I'll let you know...