I had an absolutely hellish day yesterday and today.
First off, we were cleaning out the furniture from our house because we have people who are putting in new carpet, so I was spending hours lugging rather heavy objects like TVs and bookshelves up and down the stairs. Good exercise, but it does grate on you (and your back) after a while. Also, we had to unplug the router, so that's why I was absent from the 'net for the last 24 hours.
THEN... two of the family dogs got into a massive fight. Sunshine (Pit Bull mix) now sports a missing eartip, and Vixen (Labrador) was left with heavy bruising, road rash, and a deep gash in one leg that had to be stapled shut. I spent most of the evening with my mother down at the emergency veterinarian getting the dogs checked up and mended.
Vixen is absolutely crushed right now. She spent the entire day sleeping in the back of my mother's SUV. She is eating, at least, but we had to buy her soft food because she is unwilling to do anything that might require energy. This is caused by a mix of wooziness from her prescribed painkillers along with general melancholy (she was savaged, it was horrible).
So, we are going to have to separate the two, they can't be together on their own anymore. Mom is also looking into a pet psychiatrist so we can figure out what drove the two to the biggest fight they've had in four years.
As for today, most of it was spent outside doing yard-work while the carpet-men installed the new rugs and pulled up the old ones (the carpet is great, by the way). It was a great day, though, so I did enjoy that part. Afterward, everything I lugged down the stairs yesterday had to be taken back UPstairs and plugged back in again, and that was sure fun... (not).
I'm done. I don't want to do anything else constructive for the rest of the week.