Hump Day

I am still ridiculously busy at work. This extra guy is driving me batty. Monday night I actually had to come back to work to complete things he was emailing to me after I had already gone. I wish I never let him know I had a Blackberry. He interrupted a very important trip to Bloomingdales! That night when I completed the changes he requested, I sent him a brief email letting him know it was done. Well, yesterday morning, he emails me asking me if the changes were complete and then reprimanded me for not informing him fast enough. I was furious. I shot back that I actually did email him the previous night with all the details and then mentioned that he had me so swamped with travel arrangements that it may take me a minute or two to actually reply to his emails! I guess he went back and saw that I was right because a few minutes later he was all...oh yeah well it's no rush I was just confirming and all. PLEASE!!! I know you just forgot and now you feel stupid. And just for that I am taking a personal day Monday and going to The View! I wasn't going to take time off for it, but now I am and tough noogies to you!

In the midst of all this, I get a text from The Ex. Our dog had to have surgery. Okay back story time..... When The Ex and I were together about a year, he bought me a puppy for my birthday. I saw him in a pet shop and just fell in love. That dog was my life for the next 3 years. When we split, The Ex wouldn't let me take him. Truthfully, it wouldn't have made sense for me to take him for a million reasons, but even so, I was devastated. I had visitation for a while (imagine if we had kids!?) but it became too difficult. I would cry for hours every time I had to bring him home. It broke my heart over and over again. Eventually I moved to DC and had to say goodbye once and for all. To this day just thinking about that puppy makes me get all choked up. I will always have a huge place in my heart for him. Okay so back to yesterday, I get a text that our dog had surgery. Apparently he had been fine and then began having trouble walking and within hours wasn't able to walk at all. After bringing him in to the vet and then to the only vet neurologist in the state, they found out he had ruptured a disk. The neurologist did surgery Monday to repair and said it went well, but not they have to wait to see if he gets up and walks. I'm a mess. It has been so long since I've seen him and I want nothing more than to see him all happy and healthy. The Ex is driving up to the vet today to visit. I hope he will let me know how it goes. He said that once our pup (not to be confused with my current pup) is home and feeling better I can stop by and visit! I cannot wait. The Boy has been very understanding about all of this. I know he doesn't care for The Ex, but he knows how much that dog means to me. He was very supportive yesterday when I called his office in tears with the news. He is even being understanding about my future visit to see him. I have a great guy.

So, how many minutes until the weekend??