I miss happy. I don't know where she went, but she has definitely left the building (come back, you little shit). I think this weekend killed me. Or rather the suckiest of saturday nights out in recent time, so bad that it almost makes me question if I should ever attempt it again (of course I will, just not anytime soon). Which is good, really, because that will leave me all the energy I need to fill the Christmas orders, and think up new ideas (and finish that project..).
To bring back happy I must make an effort. She likes sushi, so there has been a lot of that, and coffee, strong and plenty, and she absolutely craves daylight. Heeeere, girl, come to Sandra. Life is no fun without you.
Oh, and I tell you what: ever since this, I have dreamed of getting my own dog.
This was my dog "Mate" for about 5 minutes, as she was taken away while she was still a pup.
Come spring I will get my own. And keep it.