I took Amelia to her Good Canine Citizen class today. It's fun, but so exhausting. It's also a million degrees in that store, and I usually feel wiped by the end. Terence was working tonight, so he couldn't be there. We cruised around the store with a shopping cart as part of an exercise. Amelia did great, but I apparently could use some lessons on how to drive an unruly shopping cart. She was a good little Muffin, for the most part. She did a good job staying, and waiting, (and drooling....) and watching. Her flight to CA is coming up, so we will definitely be practicing the staying. I'm thinking I'll bring her bed to a couple of different places, to work on getting her to relax in a stay position. She did fall asleep on the subway yesterday, so I'm hoping the plane will be no different...just six hours!!
I'm hungry, but I don't know what to eat. Maybe that means I'm not really hungry. It's pretty late, so maybe I should just go to bed. I didn't get a chance to get on the exercise bike today, and I actually kind of missed it! I taught 3 lessons, and went on a manic hunt for missing stamps in the apartment. I'll just add them to the seemingly infinite list of "things that are nowhere to be found."
I'm still marveling at my friend Mel's amazing situation. Diagnosed with MS seven years ago, and UN-diagnosed just recently. I can't even imagine what that would feel like. Wonderful, I suppose, yet strange - knowing you've taken some serious drugs for a seriously long time, for a disease it turns out you don't have.
Speaking of, I should take my shot. I took it in my left arm last week, and the result was a gargantuan bruise. Like....HUGE. Not sure why it happened, but it looks amazingly awful. Like I got hit with a seven iron. Note to self - do not inject in the arm anywhere close to the wedding date.