GSD Weekend

Isn't it smarmy when I come on here and talk about how productive I've been? Just think about all the times I don't write and you'll have an accurate idea of how often that happens.

But holy shit, it's rare to have a weekend like this. I didn't do much for fun- met Sarah at the mall yesterday, had breakfast with Amanda and talked to Shannon today, but the rest of the time I was knocking out stuff like mad.

I cleaned out and rearranged a few kitchen cupboards, and I have a whole mess of stuff to leave on the donation table at work. The cupboards look NICE. I bought a couple wire shelves and used those there and in the freezer. The freezer was making me crazy because I would organize it and two days later thing would be falling out. I found lots of meal prep stuff, entire meals... turns out you actually have to defrost and eat stuff. I have plenty of food.

I vacuumed everything. I learned that the curtains need to be washed. I rearranged furniture. I purged. I did laundry. I bought another dog bed. I found a carrier that will work for the dog or the cat for $8 at the thrift store. I found a piece of trellis that seems like it will work for corralling Gus in the kitchen during the day. It's too wide for a gate, and his diaper comes off at night sometimes. He behaves beautifully when I'm home, but is an imp if he's left out when I'm gone. I want him to have a little room to move and I'm working on training him to use a pee pad. I have lofty ideas about teaching him to use a little box...

You know I'll still take him for walks and work on him blood sugar, but how amazing would it be if he had access to pee? Someday I will have a yard, but for now I'm working with what I've got.

I washed floors and cleaned out the fridge, put work stuff together, washed, policed, dusted... I kept asking myself where all this motivation was coming from, then reminding myself that it didn't really matter and to take full advantage.

At work, we call these get shit done days. I'm trying to plan out my day off this week to knock out some more stuff because I am on FIIIYYAAHHHH.

I did drop my vacuum filter onto the laundry room roof while smacking the dust out of it. Serves me right- I should have done that in the grass. Now I either have to reach it with a broom or buy a new one. It's probably time.

I am going to make myself a little PBJ mini bagel half to keep my blood sugar up after my inevitable high productivity blood sugar crash, and then I'm going to curl up with the animals and READ! Ah, that sounds so good...