So I finally got a day off, after working 7 days in a row. Do I get to spend the day relaxing?? No, of course not. I’m about ready to strangle my two dogs. This morning it was Gracee. She thought she needed to get up when Clarke left for work, and then proceeded to bark for two hours while I attempted to sleep in. I didn’t end up getting much sleep. Then I was on my way out to meet Clarke for lunch and she decided that she didn’t want to come in the house, which was followed by 20 minutes of me screaming at her and chasing her around the yard. Then this afternoon, Gracee was actually being good, so I decided that I’d try to take a little nap. Nope, not going to happen….Ernie proceeded to bark at every little thing he heard outside. Then when I took Gracee outside he tore up my Kleenex into a million pieces, and he was only in the house alone for a couple minutes. I have completely lost my cool today. The hormones are coming out…next time I have a day off, someone is going to puppy day care, so I can finally get some rest. I thought this was supposed to happen after the baby comes???
