I had to work late tonight, trying to close one of my books, poor Cadie had to wait an extra hour for her walk. She had a good time though. We headed to the park to chase the ball around for about 30 minutes--there has to be some benefit for a girl who waited an extra hour.
I'm currently rethinking my career. I'm wondering if I shouldn't recareer. As I've hinted, I've been struggling at work, sitting at my desk, hating my life. I have been wondering lately if I should become a dog walker. I'm wondering if it's just my imagination or if it would be too perfect for words to spend my day, and earn my keep doing the something that seems almost ridiculous.
In the mean time, I'm going to focus on walking Cadie