Ugh, yesterday was horrible. I had this feeling of just staying home all day. I should have.
Quinn, in all her glory, has a very bad crittering problem. The temptation of a startled deer mere feet from her when she walked out the door was just too much. And in all her teenage glory, she promptly said, "Uh, screw you I am having fun" and didn't return when called. So started my day. Tracking down and tethering an extremely fast teenage border collie as she rounded up and herded all the deer in the neighborhood.
I felt absolutely terrible about it and proceeded to bully my ego into submission until I had sufficiently decided I was a horrible owner, a failure of a trainer, I had ruined my dog by not nipping this crittering issue in the bud when I had, WHY didn't I just walk her to the car with a leash, she will never have recall now, it will take years to solve TWO problems now, I am going to have to shock collar train her, etc, etc. I was in near tears all the way to our training facility, to the point of even my trainer who is a VERY no-nonsense you screwed up type of person was trying to console me and tell me I didn't ruin her.
Then I was rushed into our massage person in my moment of weakness (because I had been refusing to deal with the knot and pinched nerve in my shoulder. This is her sort of expertise...muscle injury. But she only takes cash or checks. Well I have no checks. Who had checks anymore? But Zander needs food to last him until the ordered food comes in so I rush out, get lost in Denver trying to find Petco, and then the **** machine didn't even GIVE ME a cash back option. So then I got lost again trying to find an ATM.
All the way BACK to the training center. She gets to work on my shoulders and I have tears rolling down my face because I let it go too long and now there is a LOT of work to be done and I have screwed my entire back up by compensating.
But I feel better afterwards! Yay! Feel so spectacular and I decide to work with Quinn anyway in the hour the facility will be empty with my camera. Goes beautifully. Get it all in frame and recorded. Perfect.
Drop trainer off in between there and home. Get lost trying to get back to pick up BeAu and drive home. He doesn't tell me when he gets off, so I sit and stew in anger for an hour in the car. Get that sorted out.
Go home, Zander ( who I JUST bathed) is covered in poop explosion in his crate. Clean that.
FINALLY get in bed.
Wake up to curls I have NO idea what to do with because I am not used to my hair being healthy and all natural.
And I have an interview in 30 minutes. I am hoping and praying this is good news BECAUSE I NEED IT.