We are SO busy at work. A lot of dogs coming into Board for the Holiday and also a lot of old dogs passing away. I won't go into it because I have already cried several times today but it happens every year at this time. I guess the cold weather is too much for them (even though they have all been indoor house pets) but all week long it's been a horribly sad time. I have such a headache (and heartache) from crying. One of my regulars passed and I won't go into it now but I felt like he was one of my own............
Also, I think I might have Tourette's Syndrome. The other night when my dogs were being SUPER ROWDY, I turned to yell "STOP"! at them and instead I yelled "START". What the Hell? I AM losing it. My mind has started to go. But I guess that's not Tourette's. The syndrome isn't yelling the wrong word, it's yelling the RIGHT word.
So I guess that sometimes I wish that I DID have Tourette's.
I finished my Christmas shopping today.
I actually pulled into the store parking lot and drove right back out. There were so many people! I went to another store and ended up going back to the original one. People were EVERYWHERE! I tried going down an aisle and this "adorable" little girl was standing in my way singing a little song. Her Mom just ignored me and the little one just looked up at me like, "Too bad! I'm not moving!" so I said something like "Excuse me Honey"...I'm not a big "kid" person, I know, I'm awful. My instinct is to stick them in the cart out of the way of mean cranky people like me...But then I went down another aisle and there was a different little kid that wasn't doing a darn thing wrong and her Mother was yelling at her to "Shut UP"! yeah, my Tourette's almost kicked in then. The woman kept saying the kids name over and over again. Her full first name and middle name "COURTNEY SHANNON", "COURTNEY SHANNON" SHUT UP! and I just wanted to yell at the Mother "YOU!-SHUT UP" but I didn't since I don't really have a Tourette's problem.
As luck would have it, the same mean mom was ahead of me in line. She kept saying to the little kid. That she had BETTER be GOOD or SANTA wouldn't come. And the little one just stood there looking at the chewing gum packages. Like she must be used to these rants. So as the Mom was digging out her gloves and grabbing her packages, and as I was being checked out, I said to the cashier. "Boy! I feel SORRY for that kid! Poor little thing!" the cashier looked a bit mortified as I just looked at the Mom. She looked at me and while I didn't say it (and I wish I had) I gave her a look that I hoped said "Yeah, I'm talking about YOU!
Do ya wanna pick on someone your own size!? " She looked away and I wondered to myself why little kids who aren't doing anything but being a kid have to grow up with someone so hateful.
But like I said, I'm not really a "KID" person.
Tis the Season to be Jolly!