My dogs treat me like a piece of furniture. One walks over me repeatedly - back and forth and back and forth again - before settling his heavy ass on me if I'm sitting on the floor. Just now both of them tried to climb onto my lap at the same time, while I was seated on a chair, working on my laptop.
I don't think I'll be sleeping much tonight. 35 more pages to go before I can compile the whole damn report and arrange and edit it.
Also, I just turned down a job offer from the first job and interview I went for. It would be more sane, but it still sounds boring. And they took what, a month? to get back to me. Harumph.
Also, I love the way the rain smells grassy and damp and heavy :)
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