Meet Juneau

I started this blog with the intention that I would use it to get myself back into the habit of writing regularly, but that obviously hasn't happened. Work has been incredibly busy and stressful and doesn't leave me with much energy at the end of the day to do anything but scroll through my Tumblr dash aimlessly, without really seeing much of anything. Unfortunately, the next week is going to be even more insane at work: the fiscal year ends on Wednesday and I need to get completely caught up with my work before then.

(I work for a small hospital and I post all of the insurance payments we receive, which can add up to quite a lot. I'm not legally allowed to go into specifics, but barely a day has gone by where I haven't worked overtime in the last month trying to get everything done. Originally, I was supposed to post all of the patient payments as well, but that was quickly handed over to my supervisor so that I could concentrate on getting the higher dollar payments taken care of.)

I have been thinking about writing a lot lately, but it's been difficult to talk myself into getting my computer out and actually doing it. I decided that today, once I had paid my bills for the week, that I would do it and so here I am, with no plan in mind about what I'm actually going to say. That's okay, though; I don't have to post anything that's super polished. I just need to get my thoughts out there.

This, however, is complicated by the fact that my dog keeps climbing onto me and pinning my hands underneath her body so I can't type. Here's the visual: I'm propped up on two pillows in my bed, knees bent and feet flat with my laptop propped against my thighs. Juneau, my adorable and pain the ass dog, keeps flopping down across my stomach and chest, demanding pets and scritches.

Who am I to deny a dog pets and scritches?

Juneau is a rescue dog and as such, is a little neurotic. She was a stray, picked up in Los Angeles late last year and shipped up to Portland when the shelter there got too full. I wandered into the humane society here in January and left with a new best friend, but let's just say it hasn't been all sunshine and rainbows. She's very wary of being abandoned and hates being alone. She's part terrier and is a little more high energy than I can manage on some days, but she also understands the need for a good long cuddle every now and again. She's housebroken but not trained; she'll go outside to do her business, but she'll steal food off of the table and doesn't follow commands.

I'm thinking about enrolling us in a basic obedience class, but they're all so expensive. There's one that's starting in two weeks that I'm giving serious contemplation to, if I have the money after I've done my bi-monthly trip to the grocery store. It's a toss up at this point as to whether I'll be able to afford it or not.

But I'm not going to worry about money today. I paid my bills this morning and now I'm going to take a mini-vacation from thinking about how little money is in my bank account. I have things to do around the house today that should keep me occupied: laundry, vacuuming, cleaning up the backyard, dishes, giving Juneau a bath, basically everything I don't do during the week because work has sapped all of my energy.

But that's for a little later. For now, I might have a second cup of coffee while I read for just a bit. Saturday mornings, after all, are for relaxing.