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as much as i love housesitting for a dear friend of mine, and as much as i need the extra money; housesitting can be rather stressful. take for example one of her dogs got out this morning and was in the front yard by the extremely busy road she lives on. the other dog seems to delight in peeing on the expensive rugs the moment i let her in from outside. this dog happens to have the same name as me so i'm running around yelling "stop peeing on the carpet, lulu!!!!!!"

then i burned something i was cooking last night and the whole house smells like burnt bacon. at my house, it's no biggie if i burn something. so the house smells like bacon for a few hours- big whoop. but someone else's house, with expensive curtains smelling like smoke, and expensive pots & pans i could possibly destroy...and i'm stressed.

that and half my clothes are at my house still and i had to sneak over to my apartment in my pjs and no shoes to get something remotely appropriate for work today. oddly, the cut-off jean shorts won.

alas, leave it to me to make something stressful out of something that others would view as a "vacation" of sorts from ridiculous boozehound 20 year-old neighbours. it used to be so much fun. now for some reason, i just want to go home and putter around.

but, i digress, dear friends. because life is good and i am good. the extra money will be good (though sadly already allotted to necessary expenses, not shoes). the weekend is almost here and i'm very much looking forward to having 3 days off in a row!

so this is me this morning. housesitter extraordinaire. more items of interest and maybe even substance to come later!

lu