Last week was really truly the week from hell. One of our nicest, sweetest clients died at the very young age of 63, and I found out Sunday night. The week went downhill from there, and I didn't even get to slam the door in the face of any copier salesmen. We had trial prep, and hysterical phone calls from needy clients, news that one of our wards has bedbugs, multiple inane faxes from a dickweed opposing counsel and assorted other irritations.
This morning, the start of a new week, on the way to pick up my antidepressant, I ran over and killed a squirrel. Anyone who knows me knows I have no love for treerats, but I don't want to kill them. :( Oh, and to anyone else who hits an animal with a car--do NOT look in the rear view mirror. *tears*
Thankfully, the day improved. Mom and Dad came and picked me up at 10, we went to a local non-chain restaurant for breakfast, then drove to Columbus and had presents and cake for my nephew's 11th birthday. We had a nice time, and then came home while it was still light, and I will be headed to bed soon, hoping this week will be better than last week!
P.S. My doggie nephew, Ralph, spent all of Sunday sunbathing. Cute, cute dog.
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You know and I know that some squirrels are just suicidal and cannot resist running in front of moving cars. Others are trying to play chicken in hopes of getting a contract to do commercials for a tire company.
This makes the results no less icky, but *hug*. Also -- giggling penguins!
http://blogs.discovery.com/animal_oddities/2011/04/ticklish-penguin-makes-odd-noises.html#mkcpgn=fbapl1
Thank you, Sherri, I do know that, it's just that I've never killed anything before. :( *hugs back* and thank you for the adorable penguin!
I was totally unknown from The Palm Sunday killer, and cam to know after reading The Palm Sunday killer.
I was totally unknown from The Palm Sunday killer, and cam to know after reading The Palm Sunday killer.
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