He was a rock star today though. Usually I get out of work around two or three, but of course the one day that I made plans for tonight (and had to cancel) and leave Reddick out of his crate all day, I don't get out until 5:30. Super. You can imagine how thrilled I was to come home and find my little pup taking his day long nap on his bed without any disruption in the house. I felt so bad for him being alone all day and I knew I had to get him outside to move around, but of course, it was the crappiest day we've seen in weeks. I threw on some running clothes and promised him a quick mile jog and off we went. Of course, it was just sprinkling so I took him a little farther and that's when it started to pour. Thanks a lot Mother Nature.
This extra day kind of sucked.
Dinner wasn't even that exciting.
Yep, I had a plastic-wrapped microwaved sweet potato for dinner. It looks hideous, and slightly inappropriate. Sorry. Ignore the fact that I'm in culinary school right now.
The rest of the night looks like this because I am one sore mama from doing my 100 Burpees. And Reddick jumped to take the spot on my lap before the laptop could...
What is the sense in having an extra day when it's going to rain all day and make me cancel my only fun plans? Come on now...












