My phone battery died on my way to work on Sunday morning so instead of calling Sweety on my way to work, I gave him a holler from the work phone at lunchtime. After I told him that the battery had died he told me to just erase the message that he'd left for me. I told him that I would but I listened to it anyway (of course!). It was a little message where he said something along the lines of me being mad at him since I wouldn't answer the phone. I was kinda out of sorts the night before but for all he knew, I could've been dead in a ditch when he left that message. If I try to call him and don't get an answer, I don't leave a snitty message. That way, if he gets hit by a train on the way home I won't have any guilt wondering if the last words that he heard from me were rude ones on his answering service.
I spoke to some idiot yesterday who was all upset because she bought a dog and was afraid that she didn't get what she paid for. She said the breeder wouldn't let her come to her house to pick up the dog but met her somewhere instead and that the dog was covered in poop and mud and grass. After she got the dog she took it to her vet and was told it may not even be the purebred kind of dog that she thought. Really? No kidding? You think you're getting a huge deal from someone that runs a puppy mill and now you want to bitch? The moral of the story is: Don't buy animals from pet stores or people who won't let you visit their kennel.
Today will be the first time in forever that I go to exercise. Woo hoo. I hate the gym. But I must get rid of this sweet potato figure before spring.
My Mom was going to visit next month but had to cancel the trip because her MIL got sick and she used her vacation days helping her. Rats, rats, rats. I was really looking forward to seeing her. We're going there in June so I guess it's not that far away. Eh, at least this way I don't have to be in a huge frenzy to get my house company clean before she gets here.