I have been completely stressed out the last couple days. I feel like there is so much stuff that has to be done in the next couple days that I don't know how it will possibly get done. I have to wrap all the presents, put the girl's kitchen together, clean the house, pick up a couple things and unfortunately attend a funeral on the same day that is my Mom's family's Christmas, 2.5 hours from each other. For this reason I have decided to play hooky tomorrow and possibly attempt to get the kitchen put together and hidden somewhere. Then I begin vacation that last through to Jan 5th. So as messed up as this week maybe, I will have another one to recover. Thankfully a spot at the kennel opened up today so I don't have to worry about where the dang dog is going to have to go on Saturday.
Miss Peanut Butter has been on a tear as of late, all sass and no listening, even threats about the big guy not coming roll right off of her. "Yes, Santa WILL still bring me a kitchen set." I think she is my biggest stresser right now.
J and I are actually going to hang out together tomorrow night by ourselves. He has some Christmas shopping to do, and I, well, have to buy wrapping paper. I love amazon. We are then going to take in the finger licking wings at Quaker Steak and Lube and maybe, just maybe a movie. Though I don't know how we would fit that in, but there is hope. The boy is a little pissy about babysitting since J told him where we were going for dinner, so J has to take him next week.