These boots were made for walkin'...
Actually, my sneakers weren't made for walking which is really not helpful when one decides to become a dog walker. I've been walking for about two weeks and everything from my feet to my shoulders hurt. I'm in better shape than I thought I was but it's still taking a toll on me. It's mainly the stairs; the walking itself is fine but when I walk into some buildings and know I have to head up more than one flight of stairs after I've been walking in the heat it just seems like too much. I like it though, for all my complaining. I like that I don't have to start work until 10 and I'm always done well before 5. I like being out in the sun and the way some of the dogs meet me at the door; tails wagging like I'm just the best person in the world. The actual owners on my route are weird though. They're all filthy rich and just bizarre. Also, they're a bit obsessed with the walker I took over for, Joseph. These people act like they were his best friend/mother/boyfriend and won't be able to live without him. I expected some resistance to a new walker, but some of these people are making me crazy.
Saw Ani DiFranco last week which was great as always.
Hoping to see Barb and family this week sometime since they're up here on vacation. I miss her so much.
We watched "Guess Who" last night which was cute and "House of Sand and Fog" the other night which was really fucking upsetting. I also watched "Prozac Nation" when Emi got it the other day and while I thought most of the acting was good, it reminded me of all the reasons why you can't turn a good book like that into a movie because they just missed the point so completely so I got all the depression and none of the enjoyment.
I always feel like I have so much to write about and then when I try it's as though nothing wants to come out...
Saw Ani DiFranco last week which was great as always.
Hoping to see Barb and family this week sometime since they're up here on vacation. I miss her so much.
We watched "Guess Who" last night which was cute and "House of Sand and Fog" the other night which was really fucking upsetting. I also watched "Prozac Nation" when Emi got it the other day and while I thought most of the acting was good, it reminded me of all the reasons why you can't turn a good book like that into a movie because they just missed the point so completely so I got all the depression and none of the enjoyment.
I always feel like I have so much to write about and then when I try it's as though nothing wants to come out...