Grown Up Decisions and Procrastination

Well, first, on the veterinary front it seems that the black cloud of bad luck that had hung over the clinic for the past few weeks has lifted. Things have smoothed out and are going much better than previously. The string of bad luck did make March go much faster.

My amputations from two weeks ago got their stitches out and look great. Thursday was my 8 surgery day but it was decreased to 6-two pregnant cat spays, one cat spay, one cat spay with declaw, one cat neuter with declaw and a dental that Alyssa knocked out while I did the spay/declaw. Next week, I have two dog spays and a dog neuter with a hernia repair.

In terms of grown up decisions, Joe and I were forced into purchasing a new car. Unknown to us, there are strict regulations on cars with salvage titles from out of state that need to be registered in Pennsylvania. Joe’s car passed its safety inspection after $900 was put into it. Then apparently, it had to be inspected a second time because of the salvage title from Missouri. And that inspection it failed. Bent frame, broken door handle, something with the airbags, wrong size of tires…The car is only worth probably what we put into it. So now forced into buying a new car, we went to look for cars on Saturday after I got off work. We decided to start with the two car places on the way to the dog park. Everything starts on the way to the dog park. At Bob Ruth Ford, there were a couple of cars that we looked at-a Ford Explorer and a Mercury Mountaineer. We drove both and after much internal struggle, decided to buy the Mountaineer. It’s a 2006 model with about 29000 miles on it. Its pearl white with tan leather interior. Its loaded. FULLY LOADED. DVD player? Check. Heated seats? Check. 6 disc CD player? Check. Automatic running boards that I crack my shins on? Check. Seriously, name something and it probably has it. We did manage to trade Joe’s car in for $200. Poor Turdcel. So now I have the Mountaineer which has a V8 so it can pull a horse trailer and Joe has my Jeep. I miss my Jeep.  I really see the Mountaineer parked with a small horse trailer behind it and tied to the horse trailer are two immaculately groomed ponies with probably a small girl running around.

Joe is freaking out about the money situation now. We now have an additional $650 or so a month in bills between the car payment and pony boarding. Joe needs to relax and I will take care of it all. It will be fine. (Additionally, I learned that I have a really good credit score. That is if I don’t let Joe on any loan applications.)

Speaking of the ponies, they will come this weekend provided it doesn’t snow too much. I haven’t bought any supplies yet. I need to get that order in and hope its here by Saturday. Also, I was looking for a foot locker that K Mart was supposed to have but didn’t. I need to order it too. Tonight. Pony brushes and foot lockers.

Because of the car loan, there is a really good possibility that we won’t be going on vacation. Or at least not a long distance vacation. I had just decided on going to Seattle too. So now, we may be driving someplace closer-Washington DC for several days, Canada. I don’t know. I’m going to have to figure out the books. And ideally, save some money for the wedding. Where ever the wedding may be.

I made another grown up decision. I decided not to go to my high school reunion. I was agnonizing about it for a really long time. I'm not sure why. I haven't spoke to anyone from high school in a really long time and frankly don't want to. Of course, me wanting to go to my reunion in any way is just to show off all the cool things I've done. The problem being that 1) our class was this mix of over and under achievers anyway, 2) I graduated high school wanting to be a vet and suprise, suprise I am and 3) I just feel that people would be looking down their noses at me anyway (despite the fact that I'm a DOCTOR!). And the other thing, the plan is a winery for the day (putting aside the fact that I don't really drink, especially not wine) and then afterwards a party to repeat prom night. I didn't go the the prom night party nor did I know anything about it until 10:30 that night when my class split with the exception of me and some of my friends. The thing about wanting to relive the prom night party is that we're not 18 anymore. We're adults. Let's act our ages.

Little known fact-Fresca Black Cherry Citrus has potassium citrate in it which is a powerful diuretic. Its given to people (and Dalmatians) for urate crystals. When I drink this soda, within four hours, I have to pee every five minutes. Now, I feel that part of this is mind of matter. Right now, I’m conquering it.

I also started my compost bucket. Its rapidly filling. I didn’t finish it though. I still have to put in the filter.

Its gotten cold here. The spring time warmth has disappeared. It was supposed to snow this morning but luckily didn’t. I can’t wait for spring to stay.

On procrastination, I have like a 1000 sewing projects that I need to either start or finish. I have a seersucker dress that is in the final stages and has been for just under a year. Jeans that need hemmed, a tank top that needs to have the straps shortened, a half sewed scarf, a clothespin bag that is currently sitting on my sewing machine, a half stuffed cat. I really like making pillows and want to make lots of them. I also have a plan to make a fabric plant based on something I saw on Etsy. There’s always nice stuff from Etsy including stuffed guinea pigs and stuffed deer. One day, I’ll be dog free and won’t want to watch as much TV. I don’t see that happening anytime soon though. Sigh.