don't read this- it's just a lot of babbling...

[ilovepeas]

so i am getting a little sick of my job. i am getting tired of dogs that jump on you all of the time, of dogs that never stop barking, of hoping that a nervous dog doesn't bite when i have to slip a collar over his neck or when i have to stuff a pill down his throat, of chasing dogs around the yard for thirty minutes while they play their game of not coming in today, of getting soaked every single day in the rain, of the inevitable pain and exhaustion that comes at the end of the day...you get my point probably 5 phrases ago...yet i've been there for almost three years, i love my boss, my co-workers, and especially the dogs who warm up to you...i was handling all of the stress of this job just fine. now, suddenly, i think i've become allergic to dogs. ahh. i itch like crazy when i'm there and i get welts and hives. that's kinda frustrating for someone who'd like to be a vet. all this said, i'd never quit...i love it too much....but my parents are getting sick of me having all sorts of weird problems from working there...they say that i work too much and that i can't work next year over the holidays. that annoys the crap out of me. even though i've determined i have the worst job in town, i'd never quit. back to the vet point, though....i feel like so many people are telling me to go pre-med instead, even vets...they say it's too much school with very little pay-off...they hardly make any money and it's a very gender-biased field. like yesterday when i was at the doctor, she also told me this. i mean, i'd like to be a doctor, too....but i don't want to make a decision between the two (given that i had the opportunity to do either-cause i know i am going to have to work my butt off the get into either) based on money, but it'd sure be nice to get to travel and to be able to send my kids to college. oh well. i guess i've got a few years to figure that one out.
i did something to my neck yesterday...it hurt just a little at first, but then i couldn't move at all....it hurt so much....kristen's dad, a chiropractor, really, really helped me. he was so nice even when i was bawling like a baby.
i am so sad that i missed my last swim meet ever. and girls' night.