I finally got news from the pet adoption agency that is holding "my" dog. They have already placed her in another home and it seems to be going well. They'll consider me if it doesn't work out, but I don't think she is "my" dog anymore. I'm a little bummed, but know there will be others. I'm glad she got a good home, even if it wasn't mine.
I forgot to call doctor yesterday. It got very busy at work. It was a bad day and I made someone cry. It is not because I'm mean, it was because I was probably being too compassionate - I should have been more objective. Anyways, the person is over it, and life goes on.
My little talk with myself didn't do much good! I really don't want to go to work today either!