The Bloody Doors Off

I need to learn better swear words. Because fuck just doesn’t cover it sometimes.

Mels decided she loved being in heat soooo much, three weeks later she’s going through it again. She’s scheduled for vaccinations tomorrow, which means I can get her fixed at the end of February. But for the next 5-6 days, I’m in hell.

Although for the next couple of months, it’ll be the same. Construction on the above floor of the house started up today. There’s a giant trash bin blocking 90% of the entrance to the driveway. And I’ve got 3 more days to kill until the staged readings.

It’s going to be a long, painful week.