Well, I already failed at my mini challenge. But let’s be honest, I wasn’t holding out a lot of hope. You don’t set challenges for yourself on holidays. You’re living in a time warp on those days. There is nothing like the cold bitch slap of a Tuesday morning after a holiday weekend to remind you that you’re not capable of anything.

Work has been a challenge this week, which I think partially accounts for my failure and somber tone. It’s just a combination of needing to get five days worth of work done in four and that perfect storm that happens quarterly where everything is due at once. This is helping me get by.

In an abrupt and unrepentant change of subject… I uploaded my first Instagram photo today. I put Instagram on my phone when they made it available for Android a couple of months ago, but I just don’t take that many photos with my phone because I think the camera is worthless. Plus, I always forget that Instagram is a social network and not just a photo editor, so when I go to use it, I get generalized anxiety.

Of course my first photo is of my favorite thing in the whole entire world. Yes, I play favorites with my dogs. He’s the middle child, what do you want me to do? 

Maybe around two years ago, Cowboy decided he liked hanging out on the coffee table. Even if it would make more sense for him to walk under it to get where he’s going, he still hops up on to it and walks over it. He also likes just hanging out on it. I think it’s a place he feels like Kitty Biscuit won’t bother him. And yeah, that’s a floss stick laying beside him, but clearly I’m letting my dog lay on my table, so pristine isn’t a thing that happens in our house. I think my cleanliness motto is something more like where my germs at?