I have a vacation coming. I have the whole week beginning tomorrow to enjoy as I please. I have 14 dogs mostly puppies to care for. I have a 4-6 weeks home that appears to have been 14 dogs’ed. I have to eat/ attend my own days too. the plot is this:
which balance of efforts ddo I get to get after?
duh, I have to not kill the critters. that’s expected. but can I lighten the impact of their stay? can I lighten the impact of MY stay? even if the tasks are achieved, to what reception will they be treated to?
of course I have my own case of smitten with the kindly competent fun hostess. of course I am not choice prize or even likely all that tempting. this is NOT a disparagement of my lack of self-confidences which I surely waffle on – it just is true. so, who would adore their home 14 dogged to barnyard destroyed? maybe I can lighten this but …perhaps…l not to THAT kind of smile.
sure, i’m more likely to be mean as a snake as I waffle in confidences. do not ever think any of us is immune from “life” so, as you heard I survived over a month dry and turned around and had a social tipple then a chance for more and was louder but not overly horrid and then all I wanted and was about suchencouragementsw to atted the game in progress like “move it, Fatty!” not even remotely said kindsly… you can assume for yourself that I’m lucky I have the ability to find it easier to dry out….but it doesn’t appear i’m doing well in general for continuing on as it was. I’m NOT apparently patient or pleased at present….but more likely about as welcome as recycled cling wrap for presenting my kitchen’s best.
as to demonstrations of skills, I still haven’t failed an edible dinner. but I suriously have nothing really to crow about truly eye opening successful noshes either. i’m about able to make reheated from frozen just a tad different than wwhat a typical dinner might be. i.e. fish might not be spinach and instant mash but fish baked squash with seasoning…yellow neck not acorn… and taking the baked done finally potatoes and then tossing them into some dice and then hot oil for properly crisped but fully done country potatoes…which I never have and likely never will have the poatience to cook only in one pan over time and such.
I’m thus sure that I have limitations. seriously annoying ones like the simply lack of hey list then tick off list…wow amazing, that sequence thing… I mean I disconnect here and stare blankly. I can achieve slowly so, I have that week. I mightly lighten the impact
I might leave more smiles and make tastier foods, hell even explore a slowcooker, I never ever use the things. I might succeed in letting the days pass again mlargely dry- it appears if I want to be in anyone’s company I better as I’m not but achieving slowly poisoning as I apparently feel poisoned by life’s successes achieved and confidences for more to be pleasant company. I know no lottery of salvation awaits for instant romance as even here I’m not the one to ask after luck
I’vve a funny about that though… luck… I’m gifted many nights for a moment to spend over a few games. I’ve on my last sheet about 9 yahhtzees and easily can infer that the other sheets have about 0 ish more and thus for every Yahtzee I get it seems I lose a game not necessarily the one in progress but pretty much to the nines, every time I get lucky I lose. 😉 if you think on this and laugh some more, think now as long as Yahtzee is dry which it is as I usually am of late, this can lead to cussing if I seem lucky which yes makes me happy and I get to adore rubbing it in… but that I’m overall screwed at the moment 15 games ish down? i’m getting crushed at Yahtzee. ug. I bet this is a glowing smile that I otherwise haven’t squished of a highlight of my time. I’m also due retributions for spoiling that book I spoiled the ending of. and thus can and surely have earned to be chased all over for giving me back “mine” – providing
the plot is one I cancontribute to. I have gotten a smile or three and probably am at 4/5 cussings in progress as you can see not all the stress/cuss is mine but general life…14 dogged house etc. but maybe I can leesen the cusses? doubtful but moaybe improfve the smiles… such is the plot
bet I look insane sniffing a package I don’t then intend to use of dried chilies so I can dream of later dinners. I can survive the fake beer with a splash of juice. I teeter some on the precipesses, but I haven’t entirely fallen for gravity of consequence. I do warn you against fake wine- the MADD of Walgreen’s is merlot for the red which tastes wretched, doesn’t spice out to be palatable really, doesn’t blend with juices or sodas/sparklers and thus is a torture even at 4.19 ion special. but again the fake beer’s kinda nice… sure beats thinking nothing of it and being reminded others just might not be me 😉