Thanks yall!! We FINALLY got sunshine, and it was beautiful gorgeous window open weather for over a week. Now we've got 3 days of low 90's, and then I think it will moderate again after that for a bit longer. I really dislike running the a/c!
WHEW. Things have been crazy nutty here!!! I don't even know where to start.
Last weekend, JS was coming into town to do body work. I had to go get her from down close to DC, on a Friday afternoon. Traffic is TERRIBLE. Finally got her, and then we finally got lunch, and then she worked on a couple horses before we headed back to the farm. Got back to the farm and discovered that while they were attempting to rearrange the water lines, they hit our cable line, which is our high speed internet. I was in the middle of a business challenge and had a lot of work to complete while working around JS's schedule.

I really should have known this was going to happen anyway because they always hit SOMETHING on the farm when the dig (apparently the record is still held by my landlord who hit his own house power line, the telephone line, and some water line all in the same day). Made an appointment to have verizon out to fix that on Sunday morning.
Later that evening we finished dinner, and I find out the BF forgot to stop by and care for Cowboy and Coyote on his way home from work. So away I go in the dark to make sure that the boys have water and enough hay to be taken care of. I planned to swing by in by the chicken coop to lock them up on the way home, but get a call when I'm about 10 minutes away from the BF. He's panicking and he and JS are both talking at the same time, and I finally managed to sort out that he has a moth in his ear. So I rush home, while checking my phone for all of the urgent care places in the area only to discover they all close at 9 or 10. It's 9:50. Of course it is.

So JS tries to get it out for a while, and I text my boss and ask him for his advice, and he says if we can't get it out to go to the ER. I KNEW what to do (I've worked in an audiology office for 10 years for crying out loud!) I just didn't have the right tools, and the right tools are a totally requirement for digging in someone's ear. So off to the ER we go. We arrived at 10:50, and sat for over 2 1/2 hours before we were finally taken back. They were nice, but the first little intern nurse that came in wanted to stick a Q-Tip in his ear. The overseeing nurse that was with her and I was both like NOOOOOO! So they left, and then finally a doc came in, and of course he had to hunt down tools because the hospital doesn't exactly have fancy ear tools at the ready. He finally returned with pediatric forceps, which were the perfect size (the same size as the ones we have in the office, but we don't call them peds! They just fit into ears!). So he started trying to get to it, but it was hurting the BF's ear (of course he's been poked and prodded a lot by then), and so he went and got a squirt of lidocane to help numb his ear a little. When her returned, he was able to get it out between me holding the BF's ear open, and the doc working with an otoscope and the forceps. He pulled it out and handed it to the BF on the gauze pad that he used to dump the lidocane out of his ear. The BF says "That's IT!?" and I said "OMG it's HUGE!!" I know how small ears are, and the thing was HUGE for being all the way down inside his ear canal still flapping its wings and beating on his eardrum. I'm sure the BF thought it was tiny compared to how he felt. We finally got home just before 4am. I had to be up to get JS over to a farm by 9.
I got up, dropped her off, went to take care of Cowboy and Coyote, then came home, took care of a few horses here, and then dropped back into bed. Normally I would never leave her for the whole time she's working. I just don't like to do that. I drug myself out of bed at 1 (with the help of the BF, who got to stay in bed longer in the morning), and went back to get JS. We were teaching a workshop that afternoon, and I had already bumped the time back to 3:00 instead of 2. We needed that extra hour, and were still a little late. So it goes. Everybody totally understood, and are all friends, so it was all good. We had a GREAT time at the workshop, we did the intuitive blending workshop again which is one of my favorites. I really need to start investing in some of the exotic oils so that I can do it as well.
We finished and I was starving, so we decided to meet the BF at one of our go to local restaurants. It was a good decision, and on the way up we stopped to take care of Cowboy and Coyote so that was done for the evening. Then I got home and crashed. I was dead. Got up on Sunday, and did some of the chores, and waited for the verizon guy. He finally came about 11, and took care of everything and got us up and running again. He explained that if I asked him to have verizon arrange for a contractor to come bury the line again they'd have to charge us $500 or $600 to do it (for a mere 20' of cable to be buried), but if we took care of it ourselves, that he could just say it was a general repair and there'd be no charge. Yeah, I took that option.
After he left, I jumped on the internet and finished my business stuff in an hour. After we ate lunch the BF and I worked to get the line buried again, and DB came to help us finish up, which was nice. It was warm, but not too bad. The BF had to go to his parent's house for his brother's girlfriend's birthday dinner, but I stayed home with JS since I was so tired and needed the down time. JS made us dinner (which was fabulous) while I did the evening chores and then I was relaxing for a while before I was about to get ready for bed. My sister texted with a question about ear plugs, so I got on the phone with her. That turned into a 3 hour conversation, which was much needed as she and I ended up talking about the issues with mom and things that have been going on. She was a very helpful ear and tried to be understanding even though some of the issues are a bit beyond her awareness (she doesn't know anything about energy, or energy exchanges, so she was very surprised to hear how I was feeling about the way mom was behaving. And of course since mom is the only one she had talked to, it was surprising, and I was like of course because mom wouldn't tell you this is what she's doing and how she's behaving! She wants your consolation and woe is me!). It was a good thing, but I again dropped into bed exhausted.
Monday morning we had 2 more ladies coming to the house for body work, and then that was it. I took JS back to the airport, and then headed into the office for a few hours. It was a rare treat because the BF managed to make it into the area so he and I got lunch together and then he had my boss check his ear. It was fine, just some stuff on his ear drum which we decided was from the moth beating his wings against his ear drum for so long.
The rest of the week was fairly uneventful, and mostly full of rebalancing and getting things settled down again. This past weekend was busy. I dog sat the sweetest dog ever. I swear I didn't want to give her back. She was everything I would want in a dog. An awesome loyal companion. The BF and his dad were supposed to head down to their new beach house to do some work on the front yard with equipment the BF got from work. First the trailer didn't have brakes on it. There was water in the brake lines. Then they finally get the equipment up there about 5 hours later than planned and discover that there's a problem with the hydraulic line on the rockhound thing. The BF was furious, and they basically didn't get much of anything done just because nothing worked right. They FINALLY got home LATE Sunday night, much later than the BF wanted. He felt like his parents were mad at him, but I reassured him that most of that anger was just misdirected due to the situation and things that had not gone well leading up to it (like it not being disclosed that the property was leased to the construction crews prior to being sold them, and the construction debris was never cleared, so the rock and construction garbage is about 12" deep everywhere on the property...). I reminded the BF about the law of attraction and the fact that his parents are stuck in victim mode about everything.
My Sunday was nice, though, I spent it hanging out with Roxy, my loaner dog. I took her with me to work with DR who was doing Alexander Technique sessions for the day. Roxy was the best ambassador dog ever, and laid under the table and slept most of the time. I took her on a couple walks, and we really enjoyed the day. I got home and spent a little more time cleaning up and getting things put away and then made myself some chicken salad out of desperation to eat something for dinner and then did the adult thing to do and went to the grocery store for veggies and picked up some chicken. So it goes. The BF didn't get home until 9 that night, and was exhausted when he finally dropped into bed.
This week promises to be busy, but it should be full of more work on my biz stuff mostly, and some other stuff here and there.