I was looking forward to sleeping late tomorrow but I got a call from someone who wants to see one of my foster dogs. The only time he could meet was at 9am, 30 minutes from here. So I get an extra hour of sleep assuming the dogs let me sleep that long. I'll take whatever I can get.
After the dog meeting I have to bring another dog to the vet and drop another dog off with the dog rescue lady. My Saturday is getting crowded with dog chores. I didn't have any plans anyway except Christmas shopping. Hopefully I can still fit that in.
I am so glad this week is over. I don't want to go back on Monday. It seemed like every time something went wrong I got another responsibility. I have so many new tasks now it will be impossible to do anything well. That's the most annoying thing about my job, there is no time to finish anything. It is good to know that I could survive if I quit my job though. That is one thing that keeps me from getting too stressed out. I don't need them, they need me. If I can't handle all of these new responsibilities then I can tell them that I can't do it. The worst they could do is fire me but I'd be fine. I'd have less money but more time to do the things I want to do.