| I miss my babies. |
[May. 14th, 2008|07:39 pm] |
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I had my first day actually working today. Groomed a decent variety of dogs, including a beagle mix puppy which had me aching with missing Tickey. All the girls (the other groomers) are really nice and fun to be around and in eight hours, only the last twenty minutes, when I was done with all my dogs, were boring. The rest of the day I was in heaven. I was back in my element, working with animals. I loved it. And it was nice - half the day I wasnt even doing anything because I was just waiting for dogs to come in. I was just sitting on my grooming table, talking with the other girls, most of whom were also just sitting waiting for dogs. It was nice, but wierd - both Kennelwood and Petropolis were always super busy with dogs. Its a wierd change. But I'm not complaining.
I've been edgy for the past couple of days, depressed and stuff. I just cant stop thinking "No wonder people give up on you" and I want to cry.
And then there's the money problem, and the eating problem, and the sudden upsurge of cutting urges I've been having since I accidently cut my pinky, and the missing Kitty, Louie and Tickey, and the feeling so damn lonely, and the losing my piercings, and the not being able to afford my prescriptions, and the wanting my old life back... and the hoping this new one turns out ok. |
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