I have one long list of why I chose not to write this week. However, I think I'll let you guys decide which one fits best.
For all of those who have expressed well wishes and sympathy concerning our little dog Roscoe, I thank you. And for those of you who are unaware of the outcome of the situation, our little guy is in doggy heaven now. He got worse over night and the vet strongly felt he wasn't going to recover. So, he was put to sleep. RIP Roscoe.
If having one dog ill wasn't bad enough, one of our other dogs, Buddy, is also not feeling 100%. Shortly after Roscoe, we noticed his ear was a bit swollen. We called the vet and she believed it was just an ear infection. We had some kind of creme she told us to keep using on it. However, today he is going to make an appearance in her office. She's going to sedate him and lance his ear. I'm sure he'll just enjoy that. $600 worth of vet bills in less than a week. I guess it could be worse.
Last week, I needed the use of my brand new printer. Pushed the power button and guess what happened? Nothing. Pushed it a couple of times. Nothing. I unplugged and plugged cords back in. Restarted my computer. Troubleshooted the hell out of the situation. The results.....absolutely nothing. I was forced to turn the situation over to my techie step-father. He was going to open it up and see what the problem was but realized it was still under warranty. Thus, a call was made to the lovely people at HP. They deduced the problem was mostly likely with the power supply. A new one is in route and should be here by today or tomorrow. I have a process. A process which works well with my wonky inspiration. A working printer is part of that process. When a link is broken in this chain, the diva side of me tends to surface. It's not pretty.
I saved the best for last. First day of Spring we get snow. Why did Mother Nature flip the wrong switch? Two days with nothing but snow. The high blizzard winds even knocked over one of our little cedar trees. The second tree to fall over since I moved to Oklahoma. I'm not having high hopes for the rather large pine sitting directly behind my section of the house. It mocks me. Keeps giving me the death waves. I don't like it.
This concludes my overview of Hell week. Pick a bad day and enjoy....
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