Last Sunday I went Hiking with Golden Retriever Rescue of Atlanta (GRRA) at Fort Mountain State Park. This hike was a lot further away than we have done in the past, so we started later and only hiked the Lake Trail and Big Rock Trail. The group always enjoys these hikes. It gives people who like the outdoors and doing things with their dogs an activity. The dogs love it because they get a chance to swim.
The only bad thing that happened was that I flooded my friends car with my camlebak (water hydration pack). Because I didn't drink too much (we only did the two trails and it was a cool day) my camlebak was pretty full, and I must have stepped on the hose or something. I didn't even know it was leaking (I was wearing waterproof hiking boots) until Lisa dropped me off at my car. I picked up my gear and found it all wet, and the floorboard was flooded.
Lisa was very sweet about it. She said she would shop vac it up when she got home ( I wonder if she used the water she shop-vac'ed up to water her plants (we are in a bad drought here in GA)).
Monday
Monday was the 15th. I do my bills on the 1st and 15th. So, Monday I drove around paying bills. I don't know why I don't mail them in like a normal person, but I drive all around Marietta paying Power, Cable, Gas and Water. I'm sure I spend more on gas than I would on stamps.
Actually I do know why I don't mail them. It's because I have a louse memory. I once got a call from cable company threatening to turn off my cable. I checked my check book and I had paid them, so I was going to go to there office and speak to them. When I got in the car I noticed all of the bills sitting in my sun visor. Not only did I not pay them, but I didn't pay anyone. That's when I started paying at the offices.
Tuesday
Tuesday I had to bring Allie into the vet for her monthly shot (Adaquin) and to pickup her monthly medication (Duramaxx). I think Allie would agree with my mom when she says;"It's tough to get old. The minds willing , but the body's not.", but the shots and the pills help.
Allie is 12 years old and has arthritis and hip displashia. When I got her at 6 years old she had heartworm, which I think damaged her heart. Nowadays, she can only play fetch for 10 minutes before I have to stop (she'll be panting too much) or or walk 2 miles or less before I have to let her lay down. She would continue until she keeled over.
I often feel guilty about taking Buddy hiking and running, because I remember how much she used to love doing those things (she was a great hiking companion). Getting old sucks!
Thursday I went to the Atlanta Thrashers game. My sister and brother-in-law buy season tickets, and his brother and I buy half of them from them (so I buy 10 games). I then sold 4 of them to a friend of mine (your welcome).
The game was the second one I saw this year (the first was a pre-season game) and they won both. The Thrashers have not been doing well so far. Thursday's game was the first game they won this season, so I called my brother-in-law and suggested that I was good luck, and that he should give me all of his tickets until they lose with me there.
I took a friend that has never been to a hockey game. I'm pretty sure we have another convert.
Friday
Friday is finals day for the class I'm teaching (Air Brake System). I had to go in early so I could write the test (I have a database of questions). I designed a test that wasn't too hard, but still had 4 students fail. This means all my plans for next week are out the door. I will have to spend time re-training them and re-testing them. Here I thought I was done with them.
1 comment:
Getting old sucks.
Working sucks.
The Trashers sucked till that last game.
Re-testing grown men on a subject they should already know sucks.
Re-training grown men on a subject they should already know sucks.
Buying 4 tickets to the Trashers from a friend does not suck. Thank you!
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