Ugh. I'm so tired! I'm only four days into my dogsitting responsibilities, and I'm ready to let everybody run loose down the street and shut the door behind them! After two mostly sleepless nights at my parents' house, I took Louie to the condo last night to see if that worked out better. It didn't. Louie spent the evening running around the condo nervously, making Bryan and I think he needed to go to the bathroom. I would let him out, then he'd wander around sniffing forever, avoiding any business. Then, he refused to sleep in bed all night. Sheesh. This must be what it feels like to have a new baby. No thanks!

Poor dogs. They must be really confused by my parents' absence and by the new feeding schedule that's been thrust upon them. Last night was the first night in more than a year that they had to sleep outside, and wouldn't you know it thundered all night.

Only four more days, then life can go back to normal.

And I'm not updating you all on my Weight Watcher's progress because there has unfortunately not been any progress. I've just maintained. Boo!

I'll try to be in a better mood tomorrow!