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Sep. 13th, 2002 07:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleini spoke too soon i guess. i'm not a patient person. It wasn't what i had hoped it would be, but Master did finally work about 38 seconds on the cross. Last night it seemed he needed something else to finish it. He said it would be done for sure by next week. i'm not holing my breath.
This morning He had ball practice with the girls, so dog and i went along. Max had a grand time. i learned that if he is on the lead, he thinks he has to protect me, and barks at anyone who comes near. If he is allowed to run free, he's a much more friendly pooch. We had him out for nearly two hours. He was bushed. Spent the rest of the morning snoozing on the floor.
This afternoon, then Master had to go for another ball meeting. This time for the men. He's also going to coach a men's team this season. And it's going to be pretty good, because it will be most of the same guys from the first team he coached. We will be out on Tuesdays and Wednesdays for the next 6 weeks or so, and then i hope we can get involved with the little theater group. Unfortunately all of these things happen on week nights. i'd like to have social things to do on a weekend, but maybe if we are out and about during the week we will get to know more people. i'd like to have some 'our' friends, not my friends or His friends.
i'm going to go into the office tomorrow. i have to get my head back into work mode. Much as i hate to think about it, i'm poor and work is a fact of my life. And then on Sunday i'll go in again. On Monday i have to stay home and work on the book. Tuesday and Wednesday back in the office. Saturday classes start. i thought i came back in plenty of time, but it has passed so quickly and i'm so not ready.
Yesterday was just a bad day. i'm allowed to have one. Today was a pretty good day. i feel badly about what i wrote yesterday. On the other hand this is supposed to be my safe place. i can write what i want and not worry. Partly because Master seldom reads what i write. So bite me.
i need to swim.
This morning He had ball practice with the girls, so dog and i went along. Max had a grand time. i learned that if he is on the lead, he thinks he has to protect me, and barks at anyone who comes near. If he is allowed to run free, he's a much more friendly pooch. We had him out for nearly two hours. He was bushed. Spent the rest of the morning snoozing on the floor.
This afternoon, then Master had to go for another ball meeting. This time for the men. He's also going to coach a men's team this season. And it's going to be pretty good, because it will be most of the same guys from the first team he coached. We will be out on Tuesdays and Wednesdays for the next 6 weeks or so, and then i hope we can get involved with the little theater group. Unfortunately all of these things happen on week nights. i'd like to have social things to do on a weekend, but maybe if we are out and about during the week we will get to know more people. i'd like to have some 'our' friends, not my friends or His friends.
i'm going to go into the office tomorrow. i have to get my head back into work mode. Much as i hate to think about it, i'm poor and work is a fact of my life. And then on Sunday i'll go in again. On Monday i have to stay home and work on the book. Tuesday and Wednesday back in the office. Saturday classes start. i thought i came back in plenty of time, but it has passed so quickly and i'm so not ready.
Yesterday was just a bad day. i'm allowed to have one. Today was a pretty good day. i feel badly about what i wrote yesterday. On the other hand this is supposed to be my safe place. i can write what i want and not worry. Partly because Master seldom reads what i write. So bite me.
i need to swim.
