One of those days...

Have you ever had one of those days where watching a movie lifts your spirit up a lot? 

Ever have one of those days where watching Monsters University makes you cry and realize that you can work your way out of the "mess" that you feel like you're in? And to overcome the stress? Yep. That just happened. I loved it. They overcame everything because they believed in themselves. Which is fantastic. I need to just believe in myself more. I have zero confidence and it even affects my job and the dogs I work with because they can sense it. 

My Ute Hurts

Once upon a time, a long time ago, someone said "my uterus is yakey." He was a man. And right now, my ute is achey. Ugh! It's been since Friday! I figured I'd feel better by now. But nope. Oh well. Hoping this gets better! Wondering if working out on Saturday made things worse. Who knows. 

So I went to work yesterday for a meeting and heard that I'd get more hours and wrote down my new schedule. And today, a coworker in the salon said "oh! The manager wanted to remind you to look at the book because you have more hours!!" Oh reeeeeeealllyyy? So next week, I have 26 hours! Wooh! As opposed to the 5-10 I was getting a week, that's freaking fantastic. So excited! I typically get the asshole dogs. Because I'm new. And one of the girls doesn't like me (well no one likes you either, stupidface." But it'll be nice to actually get substantial paychecks! Especially considering that last week's was only $50ish. 

So with the company I work for, I get 6 weeks of 1 hour a week dog training for free. Group training. But I think maverick will benefit from it. Especially for free! Maybe get some ideas as to what I can do at home since he's pretty much stumped me. I don't acknowledge him when I come home. So less happy pees. Doesn't stop the scared pees though. And I get a free groom a month (whatever I can do myself) when it's not busy in the salon, so I figured I'd make him get a furminator bath and brush and stuff before the training. Wooh! Excited. =]

Sorry That I'm Not Sorry: A Rant

I hate when people choose to say rude things when they could easily just not respond or postpone responding. And when I try to help people out but I get nothing but snarky responses. And I'm sorry that I'm not willing to waste money on things I already have. I'm not paying for a gym membership when I have an elliptical, treadmill, a couple small weights, an ab lounge, total gym ultra and like 6 workout DVDs. Plus wii games that are for working out. And those are the only things I'd do at a gym anyway. I work around 5-10 hours a week and right now, I can't afford to throw money into a fire. It's just frustrating. Yeah, I am kinda poor. Yeah, I am making sure in not driving around a lot because I don't have a ton of money. And when a family member says something about how "imagine that. You have a job and you have to pay for things? Wow." Yeah. When was the last time you worked and paid for your own things? Oh, five years ago? Ok. Yeah, I try to pay for my own things. Sorry. I'm not going to leech off of other people. I hate that. It makes me feel terrible if I do. If I owe people money, I try to pay them back. Sorry. But I'm not sorry about that. And I'm not sorry that I'm trying to save money. There's a certain person in a certain state who I really miss and would love to see. So I'm saving money to make sure I can go see him soonish. 

Oh and really? Don't make comments about me and my dogs. Don't say that they're jerks. I don't say your kid is a jerk if he/she has a temper tantrum. You've not been around my dogs very often and yeah. Of course they get excited. Maverick is a fluffy jerk. I can call him that. You can't. They're MY beasts. You can't call them that. Oh and don't make comments passive aggressively saying that "oh no, she doesn't have kids. She just has dogs." Yup. I do. And I love them. Sorry that I didn't feel the need to have kids when I was young. I just adopted furbabies. They love me unconditionally and don't ever tell me they hate me. Plus, I won't ever have to pay for college tuition for them! And when I leave, I just put them in a kennel and call it good. No babysitter.  Win-win situation. 

End rant.