Give It Another Shot

I would say I’m starting to get frazzled again, but it’s been coming on for weeks. There’s always something else to do around here, and I feel like I’ll never get caught up. I have a three-day weekend next weekend, and that won’t even help. Today’s the dog’s birthday. I want to make her a cupcake. I want to mow her lawn again. And I need to change the bed. Lion has been waiting for his bruise to clear so he can do another injection. The cupcake, bed, and Lion will get done after work.

Last night, Lion snoozed a lot. I don’t think either of us has been sleeping very well. I let him sleep because I feel bad waking him up. We didn’t snuggle. We just watched TV, one of us with his eyes closed. I hope the boner juice works tonight. We need to get out of our slump. I still don’t know why Lion brushes me off when it looks like the injection isn’t working. I know it’s frustrating, but I can still rub my weenie and make it feel somewhat good. It doesn’t matter to me if it goes any further. Obviously, I’d like it to, but being close is nice too.

Work has been more difficult and confusing lately. It’s a good thing there are so many people to ask for help. Technically, I’m still in training, but that might be ending after I learn the next task. I assume, at some point, they just push you into the deep end, and you sink or swim. I better get my floaties ready.