Talking the dog into taking his medicine.

This new pup is a wiley one. At first he would eat his heart worm pile straight from my hand. Then it had to be inside cheese, now it’s slathered in peanut butter and wrapped in duck jerky/bacon (fit for dogs). I think he ate it, I don’t want to go snoop at the bowl just yet as he will know something is up. He enjoys taking the kids to school, but wandering through the parking lot to the vet’s office set him on edge a wee bit. But it was a short, and good visit. Only a weigh in, and the next round of Nexus for heartworm, fleas, and ticks. Not exactly cheap stuff. He has dropped 2 lbs since August, so we are going to continue to weigh him until he levels out a bit. I’m not worried. I know he eats, just not as routinely as I’d like. Oh well! Pups be pups.

Back to Monday. I still have this cough eighteen days in. Less thrilled about that, as you could imagine. Stayed up a bit later the last few nights due to being home alone. But the dog still had me up by 7:30am, so I could do with a nap! My youngest had a fun filled weekend, but a little too much fun, with no down time to “chill” as she put it. And was adamant that she not go to school today because she needed a quiet day to get over the weekends activities. I understand how she feels, but a bad case of the Monday’s is no reason to miss class in September! Not even a full month in yet and you want to “take a day”? No sir. No chance. That’s reserved for a Jan/Feb blues scenario. Not opening days of the new school year. Sheesh. Use up all your good graces now and there’ll be no good will left if something important happens.

I’d love to say that the laundry is done but a bag of Dirty clothes seems to have followed my family home from the cottage. So one basket is right full – again. It never ends. I’m also dangerously low on detergent, and fabric softener. So perhaps I will hold off on any cleaning along those lines today. All the tidying up went to pot once the family came home anyway. They dumped their belongings on the floors, and tables, and in the hall. Dropping crumbs and grass clippings/sand debris as they walked throughout the house. It was tidy for a few short hours that I alone to see, and splendor in.

I don’t have much of a plan for the week right now. I got ahead of myself in August doing the bulk of what I had planned to do this fall. Then those first two weeks of school I was really cooking. I got on a roll, and in the zone, and I was just ticking items off the list daily. Laundry room, closets, drawers, walls, baseboards, cabinetry doors, kitchen, sinks, tubes, floors, cobwebs on the ceilings, toy boxes, clothing, boats & coats. I was able to organize it all. Also means work was slow, but still BAM! POW! I was getting it done. Not to mention my books, and cd collections, and the older video game stuff I was able to get rid of. There is still more, but the remaining items requires a plan. Doors and the old broken water softener, multiple cans of paint, styrofoam, old luggage and computer bags, all need to go somewhere. Garbage man won’t take it all at once. I need a bin or dumpster to come so I could spend a day throwing all of our junk away. I’m obsessed with the idea of finally purging all of the items which plague me. I won’t, but a man can dream.