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Surprise trip to the doctor this morning, after more than 24 hours of upset tummy for Blondie and three hours of cleaning carpets for me. Poor baby girl. Seeing her this puny just makes me so sad. I really thankful that Dr. Lee is the doctor on site today. Heart of pure gold, that one.

I learned today that I have a wonderful backyard resident. When I first saw the movement around Blondie's feet, I thought it was just the leaves flitting around, but then it traveled up the base of the tree. At which point, I said slightly aloud, "what the hell?" That's when I peeked around the tree, looked up, and saw her... frozen, not one hair moved, not even a blink, just inches from my face. I must've looked terrifying to her, so I recoiled. Then took a second look. Still frozen. For some reason seeing her and playing hide and seek on one of my shade trees took me back to my childhood, although I've really never seen one in the wild before tonight. My favorite book was Mrs Frisby and the Rats of NIMH. All I can say is I hope she sticks around. I like her.

In 2011, Jon-Michael and I decided to join a geocaching  group.We got as far as forming a username. Then while were at breakfast this morning, something reminded me about this awesome, rapidly popularizing hobby so we headed back to the house to look up some local treasures.  As it turns out, there are countless gems hidden all over Dunnellon and Rainbow Springs. We set out for a nearby cache with a difficulty level of 1.5 ... and we never found it. Maybe we're not cut out for this after all. We came home, incredibly discouraged and resigned ourselves (so JM thought) to not finding a geocache today. While he played some FIFA, I went back to the drawing board and started over. Found another cache at a familiar horse farm nearby and headed out again. This one had been found by 69 cachers, one as recently as July 4th. We parked, compass in hand, and started walking. We found nothing. This time I was beyond upset. Returning back to our neighborhood again without discovery, we foun

Just wanted to update the flower box. They're growing nice and tall, but aren't as thick as I'd like them, really. Fertilize, fertilize, fertilize.

Today was a day that inspired me to exercise my seldom-flexed, heinous bitch undertone -- the tone I typically stifle at least between the hours of 9AM and 5PM. Today was a day I could have easily told any number of people to take a long walk off a short pier. And I don't say this next part lightly. Today, just today, I did not love my job. I hated it.  It seems to come in ebbs and flows - and no, I don't think I'm alone in this. I just ... today I did not want to deal with all the issues. It actually started at the end of yesterday - got an email asking me to do someone else's dirty work of calling a client and delivering bad news. Not cool. And the answer is no.  I accidentally disregarded that email. I'm in a cross-trained position - to put it more accurately, I am expected to be able to do anything, anytime. I am the face of our business and I am to ensure everyone has a positive experience within our building. Yet I am constantly battling with others to see