What a difference a year makes and please, for the safety of humanity let me sleep.

Or, I could have titled this, what a difference a year and shelling out a boat load of money makes.

These photos popped up in my time-hop app this morning. Does anyone else check their time hop first thing in the day to see what happened last year, the year before, the year before? No? You have a life? Well, dag-nabit.

Lolo called me from VA yesterday to catch up. She’s getting through with her classes and will graduate with her Master’s degree around the holidays. Doesn’t it feel like we just moved her into her apartment about a minute ago? And she’ll be done soon. She said to us over the summer that if she had known how easy getting your Masters was, she would have done it earlier. Me? I had a hard time getting through algebra.

Anyhoo, what I really wanted to say was she mentioned that I’ve not been blogging as much. I.dont.have.anything.to.say. Fo’rizzle.

But, if I were to say something, can I complain? The dogs. Ughhhh. Callie has been high maintenance for the past few weeks. She wakes up one to two times a night wanting to go out. It’s weird. She has an incredible bladder, I’ve always been so envious of her longevity between potty breaks. But now, she acts like she’s ingested gallons of liquid and needs to potty. I’ve followed her outside just to see what she is up to…nothing seems urgent. She doesn’t hit the first spot of grass and pee. She wanders pretty far, pee’s and then just wanders around the yard like it’s the middle of a friggin sunny afternoon. Is this dementia?

Last night, I took the dogs out at 10:45 and we went to bed. She woke me up at 12:30, I turn off the alarm and let her out. Then again at 3:30 she started whining. I let her out…but I was not able to fall back asleep until around 5-5:15. Guess who woke up at 5:30 whining? It was now Max’s turn. *good lord!* I let him out, put him back in his crate, and tried to sleep. Coach’s alarm went off at 6:15, he went into the bathroom to prep for the gym and guess who now started whining and toe-tapping on the tile floor; Callie! I silently wanted to remove all her toenails. Sorry PETA. I declared when I woke up that there will be no more dogs. I know I said last week I was in need of boxer butts, but I need my beauty sleep damnit. Plus, I’m cranky as a mo’ fo’ when I don’t get adequate sleep and the world needs less cranky people.

See. I have nothing to say.

Happy Wednesday. I hope ya’ll are getting your sleep on!

XO

14 thoughts on “What a difference a year makes and please, for the safety of humanity let me sleep.

  1. The landscaping . . . fab.u.lous! Wow. What a difference a year makes. I don’t have the app you speak of, but most of my pictures are weird stuff for the blog of pictures of other people’s babies that I share with folks I sit for . . . so I don’t think I would be all that interested in what I was doing a year ago.

    The Masters Degree – it does seem like she just started. I always thought I’d go back to school because I realized a few minutes after graduating that I did not want to join the business world. Well, probably I realized a bit before that, but by then it was too late for a do-over. So glad she is knocking it out.

    The DOGS – come on now. I have the best visual of Callie jogging around all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in the middle of the FREAKING night while you stare at her half asleep. I would be removing more than nails, or maybe depriving liquid refreshment. on one likes to mess with Big Mama’s sleep in our house. No sirree Bob. They’ve all done it, but barely lived to tell about it. Lack of sleep is my ugly side. Way ugly.

    Hope you are able to get some sleep.

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    1. Time hop is a free app; you connect it to your phone and FB and it will show you ever photo from your phone and FB from every year on that day. I like it.
      Her time in school has flown by for me too.
      Thank goodness I love my callie so much, but still, this is getting OLD.

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  2. I hear people getting their Master’s and I am like, umm, is there an apostrophe in the word MASTERS degree?

    I hear the word Timehop and I am triggered because of facebook. I kid. I don’t miss it though. It is just the break I need. I do know I am not going back. I love Instagram though, so that is the happy medium and my blog is saving me.

    Oh Callie. Buddy, our dog, he will lay on the hot patio on a 90 degree day for hours. I am like, you do you. I will sit in the AC.

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    1. exactly….did I even spell it correctly? Who knows?
      I still love my timehop app—it only triggers good memories for me.
      Callie also likes a hot driveway…but then will enjoy the a/c for many hours at a time.

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  3. What is a time hop? Where is it?

    I don’t have much going on, too. It seems to be a common lament amongst my bloggy friends. So odd to do so little during summertime. But alas, ’tis how it is this year. *yawn*

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    1. TimeHop is an app. You link it to your photos and your FB and when you click on it daily, it will pull up every photo from that day for the year(s) prior. I likey.
      I do have a lot going on….just not stuff I can blog about. yet. 🙂

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  4. I wasn’t aware of the Time Hop app, but I love Facebook Memories, so I must look into it. I am not sleeping well and I can’t even blame the dog, just perimenopause, but girl, I feel you. So cranky. So dumb.

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