Well, the new little puppy got adopted yesterday, after less than an hour. I knew he would. The girl that adopted him seemed really happy, so I'm glad. He was such a sweet heart. I've been calling him Fuppy, and I think the girl said she might actually name him that. Lol. And the last one, Olive, I told them I called her Little Monster, and her adopters kept that name too. Lol.
Jr/Fuppy and his new mommy.
So, we were supposed to work on my car yesterday, my dad and I. His friend's dump truck had tail lights that weren't working so we didn't. Kinda hurt my feelings. I mean, I finally had a day off on a weekend to help him and he runs off. I guess I shouldn't be to upset, the money hasn't come in yet so it's not like we could have done anything seriously. We were just gonna get it up on blocks and start taking things apart to see exactly what needs to be replaced.
I wanted a car so bad this weekend. I was having some serious bouts with stir crazy. I get in these moods where I just don't want to stay inside, at all. I need to go somewhere. Well, this weekend was that. I guess because I was off and home most of the week. My mom and sister didn't want to do anything, so I couldn't use mom's car. My cousin went home and didn't want to do anything, and all Devon wanted to do was go to his sister's party she was throwing, thirty twelve year olds... no. I even offered to pay for my mom and sister and my cousin to go to the movies to see what ever they wanted. They all said no. So yeah, I ended up cooped up inside all day. We at least went over to my mom's and played board games, so I was preoccupied most of the time. Still, it sucked.
Tonight at work is going to be fun. It's inventory night.... x.x We get to count and write down the sku of every single item in the store. Doesn't that sound like fun!?!