Case, you need a Karelian Bear Dog.

My friend has a Newfoundland that she needs to find a new home for. She also lives near where we are moving. She says he scares them off for the most part. We are thinking of taking him, once we move.

I have considered a Karelian, but I don't know where I would find one of that breed.

Oh man, we had an Anatolian Shepherd when I was a kid. Beautiful dog, and I don't even like dogs.

I was offered a lift into work today, from a man who saw me limping out of the pub. He wasn't going my way, but it was the fact he asked which really made my morning. What a lovely thought.

Oh and one of the artists brought some Arnica in for me.

If I believed in Fate or God I'd think that perhaps this injury was meant to make me appreciate that there are wonderful people out there who will give and give and ask nothing in return. I don't, but the realisation is a positive one anyway.

Dogs, schmogs. Get a cat!


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heehee, I'd forgotten about that picture.

They (the college to which I applied) just called me back. I'm meeting with the Director on Friday.

OMG this is really happening????!!!!!!!!?????

I am FREAKING out!

I'm not in a great mood today (not feeling well, house is a mess, payday can't come soon enough, etc., etc.), but a couple of cute things cheered me up, if only for the extent of my commute. A bunch of kids pulled up in a school bus while I was waiting for the SEPTA bus, and began smiling, frantically waving and yelling "HI!" So of course I had to smile and wave back. Later on, a little old lady nearly ran into my bus with her car, and didn't even notice. Another little old lady who was on the bus remarked, "I am elderly myself, I am 85 years old, and I know I shouldn't be driving. Some other elderly folks just don't know when to give it up!" :lol:

Congratulations, Shawnee! You deserve to be appreciated for your skills!

Go for it!!!

You're freaking out now?? Just wait.. get the job... hand in your resignation.. and see what the reaction is. "Don't let the door hit you on the way out", or "Oh Shawnee we luuvvv you don't leave we can't manage without your." Either one will drive you straight up the wall.

Whoo Hoo! Great news

The thing is: I used to love it here. I still love my cow orkers, and my boss is often like a big sister to me. 7 years ago, I feel like this job saved my life. It's going to be very hard to leave.

On the other hand, this is the rest of MY life, and I have to do what's best for me. As they keep piling more and more on, with no relief in sight, I pull away more and more. I've lost pride in my work, and I've lost the desire to do it at all. This is not like me. I love a good day's work. I've essentially given up, which makes me miserable, which makes me give up even more.

It's not just the money, for sure. It is almost as if the job were designed especially for me, and when I found out in the interview that it is a new position that will be fine-tuned as they ("we" perhaps) see how it evolves, you could have knocked me over with a feather.

I've sold myself short my entire life. At (almost) 44 years old, is it possible that I am empowered, that I finally feel that I have accomplished something very important for myself?

Yep, lots of introspection going to be happening in the next few days. ;)

Thanks for your well wishes, Dwellars.

Outstanding!!

Blue, I love it when those kinds of things happen. (not the not being in a great mood part...the good stuff you said.)

Awesome, Shawnee! I had a dream I worked with you the other night, btw. Maybe this means I am getting a new job, too? I doubt it. :) But anyway, congratulations!