My dad is a huge football fan. At least, he was. He isn't able to follow the action anymore. Growing up I was never interested. I wanted to talk through the boring plays and was only quiet to watch the commercials. Of course, this annoyed my father who was trying to watch the game. Some of my siblings became fans but I would not have known the super bowl was on today except for people talking about it on the radio. Facebook posts have told me who the winner was and if I want to see any of the commercials they will be on the internet.
My weekend was spent helping my mother organize her closet, dispensing medication and goat's milk to my dogs and puppy, and taking naps as much as possible. Last week my job was very frustrating because my boss gave me a project that took most of my time which meant my other work piled up. By the end of the week I was contemplating quitting again. Hopefully this week will be better because I need to last at this job at least 3 more years in order to have a big enough financial cushion. But sometimes I start thinking, what if I left now? I can't think like that until my nephew is 18 and I am no longer his guardian. 3 years is not that long.
Now, what can I look forward to this week besides Friday? Hmm...I can't think of anything. Well, then, I will have to take it one day at a time. Tomorrow the weather will be nice, my lunch will be leftover beef tips and roasted potatoes (which was very good for dinner tonight), I have a piece of chocolate pie to bring for dessert, and I am bringing my tiny puppy to work so that I can feed him so I guess I am glad that I have a job that lets me bring dogs to work.