Guilt

For the second time this week, I got home to find an empty ice cream carton that, when I left for work in the morning, had been full of "community" ice cream. Marta was nowhere to be found, but I found the following notes on my pillow.

In case you can't read them, they say "I'm a monster" "I admit it" "Please don't judge me" and "I was stressed"

He won't even look at me.

So unhappy. Here he is being dropped off for his neutering. Here’s hoping he forgives me. Here’s hoping I get him back alive (we brought him to the sketchiest discount neutering facility- more on that later).

Some days you need a little help.

Marta may or may not have walked in this morning and found me listening to the following video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d6wRkzCW5qI

quotes from my boss

“I believe I asked that someone bring me a cookie. I’m going to remember this when it’s performance report time.”

texts from the road yesterday

Marta: i just had a flashback of the time you explained to charlie what a fupa is and he didnt really appreciate the humor. hahaha. oh man.

Jessica: sometimes i think moments like that are a good snapshot of my life.