blurry weekend

sometimes the weekends get blurry cuz of the abundance of different activities and events and stuff like parties and concerts and sports and all sorts of fun with friends, but except for the softball playoff game(s) later today if they are not rained out, this weekend is blurry due to all the solitary chores i am doing around the living space... jackson is up north setting up her new life and cuz of the insect abundance in this community and happiness being older and sensitive, i cleaned and cleared as much of the carpet as possible and treated the place, which involved a couple of trips to drop off and pick up happiness, but i think i've mentioned all that... the more i am living with happiness the more i am remembering why i don't have a pet, especially a dog... dogs are a whole lot of time and energy consuming work... and his scratching (and begging me to scratch him, which he always has done but it's increased in recent months... personally, i think it's a food allergy as it's gotten much worse since he started on the expensive prescription diet due to crystals in his urine, but who am i to argue with his vet... hopefully a different vet up north will find another ) is starting to make me itch and drive me a bit bonkers :)

just waking, blurry from not sleeping in at all in the past few weeks and less sleep this weekend cuz i am watching happiness like a hawk so he doesn't keep chewing on his tail (he bit it open and it got infected and now he has pills and a cone to wear)... yeah, it's all about happiness and the apartment this weekend and i am tired... and getting lonely... this is why i only had one dog in this life, not so much the responsibility, but because i feel their loneliness when they are left alone and i don't want to feel like i am leaving them alone at home all the time just cuz work and social activities keep me out of the house up to sixteen hours a day... dogs especially are such social animals... imagine being left home alone almost your entire life, only getting out for a few minutes to walk on a leash for a few hundred feet around the box called home... gonna take a shower now and i feel so sad that i have to keep putting the cone on poor happiness cuz he can't eat or drink or run around with it on...

not much else going on except all the other chores, cleaning, laundry, all the boxes to move around, and there's still a big pile of dishes... i am so much fun this weekend, aye? lol :)