Man, it was hard getting out of bed this morning. It didn’t help that Quincy ran in and jumped on us at 4:30 am. She was licking my face and jumping on my head. I told her “NO!” and she ran out and went back to sleep. I paid her back by torturing her an hour and a half later when we got up. She was sound asleep in a little ball, and I kept singing her songs and telling her to wake up. Then, I started poking her and giving her kisses. Quincy was not amused. At all. Givin’ me the side eye and everything. It was so much fun.
Oh, poor puppy!
After that, it was back to work after a blissful week off. It was…the same, which is why I will not be blogging about it. Otherwise, every blog will be like, “Oh, hai guys. Did some stuff today and got really stressed out!” That would be no fun to read. So I will focus on the other non-stressful, wonderful parts of my life. Like Quincy, the Wire, and the fact that my butt hurts so bad from that Yoga/Pilates death DVD I did yesterday.
My friend Andie posted this video this morning after my wake up sesh with Quincy. Kinda fitting (and tres adorbs). Watch it.