All By My Lonesome

Linda is out sick for the second day in a row and I am in charge of the lighting department without her. Cross your fingers that I don't lose too much money for the company in the next few days. I never ask for responsibility and yet, I keep getting it. Maybe if I try asking for it, it will stop coming to me. Hmmmmm. Using reverse psychology on responsibility. I wonder if that would work.

Last night was such a horrible night with Baxter that around 2 o'clock in the morning, I actually started crying because I was so tired. He wouldn't settle down last night. If he was in, he was chewing on things that kept me up because I didn't know what he was chewing on and then there was the constant going out because he kept scratching at the door or leaping onto my bed until I woke up. I was so exhausted. After what had to be our sixth time out, I simply slammed the door and stalked into my bedroom. He knew I was displeased because he didn't bother me the rest of the night and this morning, he looked so guilty and tried to get me to show love and affection towards him. I finally gave in when he crawled into my lap and fell asleep. I know he's just a puppy, the equivalent of a baby, but still. Hopefully, since last night was so horrific, tonight will be good and he'll sleep when I sleep. If not... well, I don't know what I do but it won't be good. I love sleep too much to do this to me.