I hate that I have quit Go Dog Go. Officially.
I hate Cancer. And all that goes with that. I especially hate the sadness.
I hate that my mother was released from the hospital. See ya they said. Good Luck they said.
I hate that the Tramadol doesn't seem to be working for Drew. On to the next step.
I hate that I am wallowing in self pity instead of enjoying this great weather with my dogs.
I hate that I pretend everything is okay, until it isn't.
I hate that I hate.
So, I will change the only thing on the list that I can. Good thing the sky is blue, the sun is out, and my dogs are ready to go. We are off to the coulees to burn off some