THank God it is nice out. I am sitting in the backyard with a glass of wine waiting for NEwell to come home. It is only Thursday and I feel like I have been run over by a truck. 3 days of work, two LONG days at the dog show and three more days to go. Tomorrow I actually show the dogs and Saturday is the big day. I think by the time Monday gets here I will be totally out of it. I don't care if we win or lose just to get through it will be a major accomplishment.
I told Newell on the phone that the house needed to be vacuumed because of the people coming this weekend to stay and he said I was breaking up Yeah My butt, breaking up If I have to vacuum tonight than he has to wash Mimi, I know how this will go.
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