Sooooooo Busy!

The last two weeks have been crazy. Since the Thursday before last I have been in Crested Butte, Cheyenne picking up Kelly's horses and hay, fixing the lights on my trailer, the lights on my truck twice, my u-joints, my thermostat in the truck, gave it a tune-up, worked volleyball games, parent-teacher conferences, fire training (twice!), a vehicle accident I had to respond to, a guy shooting himself in his truck which I had to respond to, a horse who cut her heel up real bad I'm doctoring and moving cattle this week sometime...not to mention the 30 extra hours I've put in with the forest service. I'm sure there's more and I'm just forgetting...oh yeah, I'm in Alamosa for dance and ran into somebody in the Walmart parking lot I really didn't want to run into, and I think may have had somebody else in his truck with him and now I've got the shakes from it. When does somebody get to come and sweep me off my feet and take care of me for the rest of my life?....oh yeah, that doesn't happen in real life. I have to do it all myself because I'm the dumbass who moved to this God-forsaken place and left behind everyone who ment something to me thinking I'd actually meet people here too. Pity party anyone? This really put me in a bad mood. Funny how a person can do that too you. Does that mean I still have feelings for him? I'm so stupid...really.

I'll post pictures soon of Kelly's fuzzy babies I'm watching while he's in Afghanistan and some of the fire training I've been doing...I look like that kid from 'The Christmas Story' in my bunker gear...you know..."wait for me...!"And even better in a SCBA...that's way cool though, I sound like Darth Vader and finally one of the guys turned my mic off 'cause he was tired of hearing me and another guy saying, "Luke, I am your father...haaaaw, buuuurrr..." C'mon, I'm allowed to let the insanity out every now and then...