Just back from Vegas late last Sunday, wife is out of town all this week so I am flying solo with the kids, literally hundreds of things to get done at work, totally strung out.
I left the yard gate open last night (as well as the garage door with all my bikes and equipment available to the world to walk away with, nothing lost).
With my wife out of town I have not been able to walk the dog around the neighborhood like I normally do so I let him out back this morning to get his relief.
30 minutes later it was time to load up the kids in the car for day care and I realized the dog was gone. Gone.
Put the kids in the stroller and took a few laps of the block to see if he was just poking around the alleys, no sign.
Put the kids in the car and drove around the neighborhood for an hour looking for him. No sign.
Toddler Smithers is telling me that we have to find him, Baby Smithers is shouting about something unintelligible. Driving and looking, looking, looking. No sign of the dog.
I gave up and brought the kids to daycare, came back to the neighborhood and looked some more, still no luck.
So here I am at work checking the home voice mail every 20 minutes hoping to hear something. The dog has a chip and a vet tag on his collar.
Hopefully someone will call.
I was in a bad mood yesterday, today is not going to be much better.
Posting order is a bit screwed up today because of my deficient mind.
I’m almost 40.5 years old so lay the hell off. You young kids (under 33 years old) just don’t understand…yet.
Every morning it’s a struggle to get out of bed for me. My hips, knees and ankles all scream in agony when my feet hit the floor. It takes me over 30 minutes of walking around to stop hobbling and limping.
The brain cloud does not dissipate until after 9am each day.
I have to get up multiple times a night to put my son back to sleep after he wakes up demanding a hug. Plus I have to use the toilet.
I bruise easily. There’s one on my right arm now and I don’t know where it came from.
This cyclocross project has been very difficult for me because of the extra stress on my frail body.
So I hope all you haters appreciate what I am going through.
I try and remember: If life was easy everyone would have one.
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