Rough Morning

A rough morning...

After I kissed Mike goodbye for work, I let the dogs out to do their business but they did not come back when called. I thought, okay...maybe they'll come back while I'm getting ready for work. I looked at the clock, it said 6:30...this meant I had to leave the house now if I wanted to get to work on time. At this point, I'm ready to leave and the dogs are still not back!

Myst ends up showing up but no Finnley. I give Myst his bowl of food and then holler Finnley's name some more, while tapping his bowl to make noise. Still no signs of Finnley...

Now, it's 7 o clock and I'm supposed to be at work NOW and I'm still home. I then walked outside one more time to call his name, he comes and appears but just stairs at me. This is the beginning of the chase. I get into the car and call his name to see if he would come, he did not. I went back into the house and got his bowl of food and tried bating him with food...did not work. Then I dug into my meager lunch I packed for myself and tried using a little piece of chicken to bate him....He would eat the food but then run around and look at me like I was playing a game. My patience was running very thin and I was so late to work it wasn't even funny. All this chasing and running around took a half hour, when I was able to grab him and pin him down in the mud, getting my clothes and new silk shoes muddy. I scraped my hand on a sharp rock...I then held on to the fur of his neck to pull him along towards the house. I scramble around my huge purse to find the house keys...no keys. I left the keys inside the house when I had to go back inside and get the food. Now I'm locked out, but I decided to place the dog on the deck which is gated. I hurry back to my car (which is still running) and jet to work. I then walk into a very depressing atmosphere and here call bells all day behind my desk. It's this loud alarm that goes off any time a resident pulls a cord.

This is my morning!! I just feel like crying...I feel so overwhelmed...

All I know is this needs to stop! The number one change is leaving this job and either getting into nursing school or finding another place to work. I can't stand it here...the place is awful and depressing. They are under staffed, workers underpaid, pitiful looking residents who are barely taken care of, disgusting furniture with urine stains, dirty and stained floors, dirty diapers are disposed of in a trashcan with no lid in the main lobby bathroom, food is cafeteria quality...I could go on and on.

Anyways, thank you for taking the time to read my rant. This post isn't the most cheerful, but who can always be 100% cheerful? I try :(...but days like this really push me to my limit.