I’m trying so hard to write this book. I will get it done and into the editor by March first, but between now and then…it’s crazytown here.
So, my weekend was good. We saw a really cool two-legged Chihuahua mix on the news, and looked into maybe adopting him. BUT…apparently a lot of people saw the same story and were going to line up to adopt him Sunday morning for the chance to adopt him. Saturday at lunch I explained I’d called the shelter and they’d explained the Sunday Morning Lottery plan. Wizard asked me, “Well why don’t you go to that animal shelter today and just see the dog?”
I stared at him in shock. Usually he’s the one saying don’t do it. But this time, apparently, I was going to have to be the voice of reason. I hate having to be the grown up, but I stepped up. “Because if I go, I’ll fall in love with him. Then they’ll do a lottery for him, and I’ll be an emotional mess if I don’t get him.”
The reality finally dawned on Wizard. “Dang, you’re right.”
I laughed. “Hey, it happens.” So I stayed away. My promise to myself is to finish this book (Please, God, let me finished and don’t let it suck because right now…I just don’t know), and then I’ll THINK about adopting a dog. But of course, there’ll be another reason not to do it then too.
So how was your weekend?