Bad mope
Good morning … this is me. We’ve got less that a ½ hour. Hmm, maybe less? But, I don’t want to take a shower. Hmm? Sir Sweetie?? I know … he wants to get up by 6 am … would help if we pre-showered, hmm? Ok, ok … I’m going, but I’m not spectacularly happy! Shhh, I know, I know … but Sweetie pie? Remember? I know.Ok, good girl! That wasn’t so bad was it? Plus there is 10 minutes left on the clock and the coffee is still warm. I know Missy crying … leg aching. I know shhh … it will be ok. Let’s get the ice next time up … remember today is PT day. It’ll get better.
Hmm, it’s been a while and that mean Rich is going to make us go to work.
BAHHUMBUG!!!
Who wants to go to work if there’s so much moping around to do? Hmm? This feels just terrible. Fishyman is going for five more days of fishing. This doesn’t feel good whatsoever. We just lay in his bed and slept in his pillows, but now he says I gotta go to work and I don’t want to go. I have on my very mope face. I think I could go kick an elephant!
See?! Really mope.