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Day 212: A Doggie Foot Warmer

Honey Dawg
I decided to start my day a little bit later today. It is pouring down rain outside. My daughter's dog, Honey escaped from her kennel in the wee hours of the morning and crawled into bed with me. She is like a doggie foot warmer. She is curled up against my legs with her head resting on my sore feet. Very cozy. I am finally feeling relaxed.

Honey does not like this rain. She is a German Shorthair Pointer.  Very little fur. Which is nice because she doesn't shed, but she hates getting wet. Especially when it is cold.  We have been having a hard time getting her to go outside to do her "business".  I wonder if a doggie raincoat would help? Or a covered doggie port-a-potty?  Has anyone invented that? lol

I do not feel the need to race out the door this morning. I have been catching up on emails, the news and social media. My plan this week is to focus on my work. Piano practice is a priority since I have several recitals looming. I will still workout daily and go to Mass, but I may cut back on Mass and just do my prayer and bible study this week at home. Especially since it sounds like a monsoon outside! I may have to build an ark!

But I will have to emerge from my cave eventually to go out and teach piano lessons this afternoon. My plan is to travel light. I will not take any books that will get ruined. I also think my heavy backpack is causing me this morning pain. Need to pack lighter. I also should leave my Kindle at home...gasp!

Ok, so here's the plan for today:

  1. Practice piano
  2. Gym
  3. Lunch with son
  4. Pack dinner and thermos of green tea
  5. Teach
  6. I have home visit students all over the city today. I think I will just listen to the radio on the bus . Reading on the Trimet often gives me motion sickness anyway. 
  7. I can bring a small paperback book for bus stops. And stickers for my students. And off course, my big bubble umbrella.
My stats today are exactly the same as last week. But I know I have been overeating. So this week more whole food and water.

And I'm off! Happy Monday!




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