I just finished my Saturday morning ritual: getting up super early ('cause I can't sleep any longer), taking the dogs out, giving Bug his meds (except his insulin shot 'cause he'll wake up Pmo), watching Jack trot back to bed, cleaning up the kitchen ('cause I'm worthless on Friday nights and need to get it breakfast-ready), getting the coffee ready to make later, starting a load of laundry and settling down in my chair with Diet Coke/cream cheese/crackers to sort through the mail and newspapers with the hope of making time for my Kindle. Sometimes I blog, too. Just so happens I have plenty to talk about this week.
First of all, this guy I met at work nine years ago, and married about four years ago, GOT A PROMOTION! Pmo will now be working for our parent company, Raycom, as a digital advertising designer. He's very excited and I couldn't be more proud of him. He will still work out of 14 WFIE so we don't have to move. And if I were to take another job within the company, he would most likely be able to move anywhere with me and keep his job. He could even work from home.
Speaking of other job opportunities, I also found out this week that I was accepted into the 2013 Raycom Leadership Class. This means I will go to several management training sessions throughout the year as well as participate in monthly webinars. 15 people were nominated company wide (about 40 stations) and 8 were chosen. The goal of the program is to eventually advance the "graduates" into higher management. My first trip is to Charlotte, NC next month. I have to fly because I had a prior committment that would be a conflict if I drove. I haven't been on an airplane since 2007, that was for work, too. And before that, only a few other times.
Finally, a Bugton update. He's had a rough week. On Sunday, he was trembling and felt slighty hot. On Tuesday, he couldn't quit coughing. On Wednesday night, he had an accident in the house. And on Friday morning, his paw was bleeding from a swollen bulge between his toes. We now have medication for that. Of course, all of this didn't make Pmo and me happy campers either. But that's what taking care of an elderly dog is like. There are good days, bad days and incredibly frustrating-try-your-patience days. The big guy turns 12 on Monday, by the way.
As for Jack, well, he's bored and has cabin fever. But he still smells good from his "spa day" at the vet a few weeks ago.
Other than that, Pmo and I are gearing up for a very busy couple of months: four concerts, a trip to Cincy and a vacation in the Keys...all by the end of April. Not to mention our new work duties. But I think we're ready to get back into the swing of things because January was pretty uneventful.
Bring on spring!
