Upon return home the horrible tampon dog has both shit and pissed on the floor in the lounge room as an annoying reminder of what I was enjoying being away from in the first place. She needs to fucking go. Now. Dog hasn't gone, continues to piss and shit all over the loungeroom. The couch was the tipping point yesterday and I went off my face. Doc continues to enable it and sympathise with it.
I really want to quit/cut back my Facebook and news.com usage as well but seem to be struggling. I am considering deleting the app to assist with this. I have successfully cut back on my facebooking. I am no longer reliant on reading every thing that shows up on it.
I feel fat also having not been to the gym for over a week and the cold/flu thing is making me feel weak which I'm really hating after finally discovering that I can build strength. I still feel a bit like I lost some of my momentum particularly with feeling very flat early last week after having to do WPHC by myself for 2 full days. >< Finally felt good again tonight though and like I'm back on track for reaching my goals.
I'm not sure how I feel about retiring to work tomorrow. I really just don't like the thought at all. Why am I there? What do I want to accomplish? What else would I do? How do I explore these questions and actually get somewhere? Freudian slip much....I would love to retire. At least the questions are not currently banging around my head as constantly, but I guess they will return if I don't answer them at some point.
Tor and Pat stayed Thursday night and Russell stayed on Wednesday night. Many good times. IT was great having Wesley over for the night even if boots was less than impressed with his enthusiasm. Eurovision was last week as well and amazing as usual. Who would have thought Dani Im would have taken us to a second place finish, she's still as dull as bat shit. I was so yearning to be there for the event though. I had no idea just how much until the Friday morning when I usually would have been on the plane flying over.