Delinquent.

I know, I know... it's been too long. My header still says January, I haven't posted in days...

Things have been... busy.

Jed's in New York at his first big sales presentation, so there was a lot of anticipation around that. At 4am on Tuesday, the alarm went off, and he was up and away for his 6:40 flight to Buffalo. And he left me with two very awake dogs and a week to fend for myself.

A few things about being sans husband. I think I'm much less productive than I used to be, that's for sure. Things seem to stay 'on hold' until Jed gets back... (ie, that pile of laundry on the couch waiting to be folded...weeell... I'll just wait until he gets back.) It's as if I'm applauding myself for the bare minimum of merely surviving on my own, and laundry is FAR BEYOND my capabilities.

Luckily, last night was Dog Class, so I totally have an excuse for my delinquincy there. And I've had a sore throat, too.

Darby was An Exceptional Student, as usual, except when it came to the command, "down." Didn't so much like going down. At all. Like one end would go down, and then when I swept his front legs to force him down, his butt went up. Hm. Like a little see-saw that dogger...

So we'll work on "Down" this week. And maybe that stack of laundry...